Ow.

(untitled) by nakedbrunch

I've been bruising like a peach.

Distractions.

all photography by RIĆOR

I woke up to get some work done this morning, but I must have lost my determination though while I was sleeping. And I know it's only been a few hours since I posted something, but I'm trying to avoid doing anything too serious for the time being.

I really like RIĆOR's work. I hope you do too.

Dali

Temptation of St. Anthony

There's something spectacularly amazingly beautiful about Dali that no other artist can imitate. Like a voice you heard once that only comes back in whispers in your dreams. I love Dali. Magritte, too. Just in general, I love surrealism. It makes you second guess what you feel like you ought to know for certain in life and gets you hoping in the impossible, the fantastical, the incredible, the sublime.

I'm going crazy. It's late. Where are you?

Future Happenings

(untitled) by marco trinchillo

They say that on average, a person replaces half of his friends every seven years. So, one day, I'll get bored of you. And you of me. We'll each drive the other farther and farther away with deafening silences and estranged familiarity.

And then, finally, this crazy, twisted thing will end.