Sometimes the future comes first,
Sometimes the past comes first.
Crossing over bridges to bridges.
Trying to make marks.
Seeking order in the darkside of the moon.
Constructing a place to play within the present.
Ink on paper
2 minutes and 45 seconds. Slightly shifted to the land of nothing.
Ink, paper, printed matter
Look up to the sky the words will come if we wait long enough
Not that Kind of Thing
Ink, acrylic, paper, printed matter
No, it’s not okay. But it’s okay.