I am a rock. I am an island.

For in that sleep of death, what dreams may come.

2009-08-09T21:24:00.000-07:00

last night i dreamt my car battery was dead but when i started my car the gas power alone led it to start and then miraculously it went uphill, as opposed to downhill, which might make sense and in my dream i knew that it was wrong.

and then this morning, when i got in my car to go to work, the battery was dead.

Feelin' proud.

2009-08-09T21:15:00.000-07:00

Thank you for noticing, I have come alive again in recent months!
love.

Rescue Me.

2008-11-20T21:19:00.000-08:00

After an earthquake in Pakistan, some villagers tried to save a donkey that was buried alive. For me, this image has a tender & dreamlike quality.

Philly: I miss you!

2008-10-28T02:10:00.000-07:00

East Passyunk Ave forever.

I can be your Mirro baby.

2008-10-21T20:18:00.000-07:00

JAWS

2008-10-19T02:36:00.000-07:00

Those are my teeth. I like x-rays, but they scare me. When I look at an anatomy book, it is still separate from me. I know that what I am looking at is inside of me also, but it is not mine; it's almost not real. X-rays are me. They are mine. They are what I look like all the way in. So strange. Does anyone really want to know what they look like all the way in?

ashes to ashes

2008-10-19T02:01:00.000-07:00

There is book shop a few blocks south of my place, that I often walk by. I picked up this book because I thought it was pretty. Upon on a second look, I found that it was the funeral book for a young girl by the name of Catherine M. Coughlin who had died in the 1950s. The book had an envelope full of cards from floral arrangments, a photo of the girl as a baby with her mother, and lists of visitors, callers and casserole bringers. The letter, from a classmate, is an incredible example of the frank speech of a child, free from euphemisms.
This book made me think, strange distant thoughts. I've been melancholy ever since I picked it up. How did it end up here? In my hands? What now...

Friends Help.

2008-10-19T01:43:00.001-07:00

Thank You.

Gets to me.

2008-10-19T01:14:00.000-07:00

David Shrigley. I bought a few of his books and I can't stop. It's the kind of tongue-in-cheek, between the lines, absorbing "outsider" techniques into a faux-naif style, that completely absorb me. Yes, his work may look childish, however the messages reveling in human foibles and revealing a calculated vulnerability through his emotional outpourings, are nothing that any child I know, could create.