Out of My Skin

Since this past Friday, I’ve only had three cigarettes. I’m pretty surprised. And I figured I’d be in a state of deep depression or lying in bed this whole time, which hasn’t really been the complete case so far.

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Today’s Art Thoughts

I’ve been thinking about what I want to work on for next year’s solo show, which will be high desert-themed. My rusty brain gears have been cranking around, turning in what feels like wet clay, kneading something new. It’s all evolving, but into what, I’m not yet sure.

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