poster for a dream eh? I like that a lot. I think the best way to explain my...um... art? no, that's too imposing...stuff? yes stuff. anyway, the best way to explain whatever the hell i do is that 'I like my composition representational, and my narrative abstract'. and if I'm only remembered for one thing, I hope that it is that. (but in actuality it will probably by my collection of adorable corgi photographs)
i think i have evolved nicely, although i do have my maladroit moments. I want to understand how calculators work, i miss fingerpainting, and i think pickled ginger is heavenly.
A fine example of the distilled remnants of the leisure class. decantered to excellence. prone to making analogies involving the production of cognac.
I have my delusions of grandeur, i have my pocket handkerchief, and i have my doubts. I have an odd obsession with groundhog day. and anything francophone not on fire.
This feels like the poster for a dream about a really awesome movie. I dig.
ReplyDelete...Almost as much as that corgi on the swing up there. That feels like A FUCKING ADORABLE CORGI ON A DAMN SWING FOR CRYING OUT LOUD! Can't beat it.
But try. The gauntlet has been thrown down.
Seriously, though. I dig.
poster for a dream eh? I like that a lot. I think the best way to explain my...um... art? no, that's too imposing...stuff? yes stuff. anyway, the best way to explain whatever the hell i do is that 'I like my composition representational, and my narrative abstract'. and if I'm only remembered for one thing, I hope that it is that. (but in actuality it will probably by my collection of adorable corgi photographs)
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