Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Day One Hundred FIfty Nine: This Flickering Light Above Is Warping My Thoughts

I feel sallow in its dying rays. My sentence is gone. My sense is gone.

Perhaps it is the strobe light.

Ouch my eyes, ouch my brain...


Tuesday, June 8: Sharpie on paper, Card stock
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