How the Mighty have Fallen.

18’’X 24’’
Acrylic on canvas.

down

Right now, I long to be alone.

This weekend, a charade.
This life, a failure.

My eyes, still unable to focus.
My mind, cannot be silenced.

Dread, my word for tomorrow.

And he sings me to sleep.
This voice I know, this person I do not.

Sao Paolo

My interpretation of one of Berlin street artist, El Bocho's paintings.

I don't want to let you go, but it hurts my hand to hold the rope.

Lonesome Constellation.

Anomaly

Abnormality

to be titled

I barely made it through today.
Each person in this infinite line of problems might be the one.
The one who will put me over the edge.
My fingers twitch and eyelids flutter.
Fuck.
Keep it together.

I like to pretend.
And I pretend to know you.

fin

Re-visitation Take Two

it took like whole hour to do this!

sea scape revisited

Time to resurrect this dinosaur, been working on it allll damn day.