Coming and going into this, this real world of something we’ve never seen before, seen all too often and will never see again, until the next time around….
I want to connect with you. I want you to connect with this world, with me, with all. Connections are the secret to the universe. Connections speak the…
Can you show what has been lurking behind your anemic vocabulary? I have much to offer on that matter. Fault could be placed, but to what end? Deeds…
The world ended July 16, 1945. The atom bomb set off a chain reaction pulling every atom in the known universe into it’s fiery destruction. This created an…
I took back my inward grimaces and servant’s knees, forgave myself for succumbing to the inevitable incarcerations of being reared. I dutifully packed the father’s sins along for…
More from the Mr. Redman cycle, bringing back a childhood memory: I had a Baconesque dream as a kid, must have been 8 years or so. In some…
Part of a series on my “Mr. Redman” dream, wherein I was visited by Mr. Redman thus compelled to cease my idle thought and end a long art…
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I began this piece about November 2014, finished it more or less early 2015. The materials selected held little more for me than aesthetic value, however I select…