where the broken hearts stay...

im obsessed.

new format

im trying to change myself... its ongoing. i know im making progress in some areas, but im regressing in others. im not sure what my goal or objective has been in this blog in the past, but in the future i would like it to be a constant dialogue between my personal success or failures and my artwork and the direction im taking it in.

at this point, i have not picked up my camera in a very long time which is something i would like to remedy soon, sooner however i would like to be back in the darkroom. i have so many negatives that i want to make prints of...
i would also like to continue my work with albums. and push my usage of vinyl further. i feel as though there is so many other directions i can go with this, and im excted to get my hands on it.

"Sending the birds from the fountain bath, up to the trees while i can pass, over the hedge onto greener grass"

quite a bit of this

"making haste to spite your face to cut off your noses convince yourself and others that these fish smell like roses"

something i thought would never happen...im actually happy to be back home. and i have come to the realization that's what i was missing these past years.

i had a bed, but not a home. and as much as i wish that things were different, they will not be a part of my family ever again.

willow tree

Sleep all day just waiting for the sun to set i hang my clothes up on the line when i die i hang my head beside the willow tree when i'm dead is when i'll be free so you can take my body put it in a boat light it on fire use the gasoline send it out to sea