Going Extinct Tickles

  • Posted on 5th December 2015,
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After reading this Barthes line, my imagination went nuts, splashing his words with watercolor and building the following scene:

‘Rescind yourself,’ life mandates in its soothing, raspy voice.
‘No,’ you respond, firmly.

The bottom of your feet start to tickle. You feel extinction’s eraser working softly.… Read More

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Apex Predators of the Metaphysical Food Chain

  • Posted on 15th June 2015,
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Bend an ear while I spin you some yarn, of a plumed migration.
mA migration akin to the battalions of ten-thousand buffalo in ways of raw clout, but one far more sinuous in spirit. This migrating parade of a trillion feathers is a cunning streak of dashing hue.… Read More

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Who Did What When?

  • Posted on 25th September 2014,
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Who Did What When?
We found a shop in Portland selling old photos, 25 cents per handful. I have big hands. The subsequent collages came like waves.
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