This is Not a Peep Show

I am sorry I don’t provide many visuals. I’m really not one to take pictures–not on vacations, with friends, at concerts–none of that. It’s not that I don’t like pictures, I do. I just either don’t think to do it (lazy?) or I feel like it interrupts the experience I’m having.

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Poetic Ghetto, 2012. Oil, gouache and pencil on clay board, 18 x 24 inches.

Yeah, so it’s been a little while since I’ve posted anything again. Let’s face it. I’m just busy, even when I’m lollygagging. I’m never really dilly-dallying. I just think I am. I am always working. When I think something isn’t work, it really is work. It’s all work. It’s all part of it. It’s all the same. All roads lead to the same shit. And today I’m waiting for a new keyboard because this one is taking a dump. Some letters keep skipping and I have to keep going back and correcting all the spelling, even on the simplest words. Typing seems to be taking three times longer. The new keyboard should be arriving this afternoon.

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