He's picked clean! Eaten by cats!
I think of images as an immune system and a transit system.
Love will make a way out of no way
The thing I call โmy mindโ seems to be kind of like a landlord that doesnโt really know its tenants.
I do dumb stuff, like playing my favorite dumb Barry White song and lip-synching into the mirror so it looks like his voice is coming out of my mouth.
but paper and ink have conjuring abilities of their own. arrangements of lines and shapes, of letters and words on a series of pages make a world we can dwell and travel in.