found a photo of my desk from 10 years ago (fall 2013), it’s kind of comforting to feel like i’m on the same bullshit as always
found a photo of my desk from 10 years ago (fall 2013), it’s kind of comforting to feel like i’m on the same bullshit as always scanned in a painting I did last year - “regrowth” —- critical error - please try again —- critical error please try again (cleaning up my sketches for screenprinting purposes) i don’t have any regrets, except one, and it’s that i once got rid of a vintage 80s givenchy sweater, black with pixelated looking white leopards on it, that i originally stole from the salvation army in my hometown as a teen ballpoint pen sketch, from a life drawing party with some friends last night it’s amazing how you can just drink a very strong iced yerba mate and suddenly you can accomplish anything? tattoos i’ve done for my friend gwyn :: a security camera (brand new) and a wyvern (healed 10 months). loved doing these so much! i had a dream last night that my cousin’s wife had started an art practice of building guerrilla treehouse-like structures inside of amazon warehouses i was wandering through an amazon warehouse and found one. as i was exploring the rickety wooden structure, is the feeling of love i have towards my car actually a trauma bond? facetious question… but the amount of money and sweat and time i have to put into my vehicle in order to keep my life functional is depressing yesterday was my last day in sweden…… i’m going to sorely miss the forest walks and mushroom hunts. pictured: different kinds of boletes, all delicious currently : staying at a friend’s farm in sweden and it is so beautiful here. .:3333:. |