There is No Reason to Cry
We stand in a period of cultural regression; there are no monuments being built for our world, there are no temples for us to stand in awe. It is our plight to face inward as the gods rain information down upon a collective humanity that's crushing in on itself. As my eyes melt on the inside, I smirk with cold solace, knowing that our inevitable finale means everything is going to be o.k.
I seek the blessings of the reality underneath. Every day is a party with the material at hand, dancing vagrants, inbred fruit venders, cell phone thespians. These are my favorite things and they are here. Right here. Angry traffic cops, drag queens in the daylight, body fat, incense, horseradish, self proclaimed whores. These are my favorite things and they are right here.
Nothing is ugly when you only have one life and I ask you, who has two?
They say everything is fascinating to a child; little animals that have no shame. Why do you? Smell that city heat garbage rot? Taste that ice cream? Those moments are real and meant for you. Hurdy gurdys, sharp-cheese, broken hearts, road kill, pigeon shit, dark beer. These are my favorite things and they are right here.
Robo Kitten Rice Candy
Nothing is Real. An NFT Collection of Parts to the Whole
If you never thought you had a chance, it’s only because you didn’t. The animals of the greater cosmos are nipping at your toes, bringing chaos like so much over salted carry out. Tastes like eternity, tastes like falling.
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The Black Door Series
The gods will not save you. HD Acrylic Prints, NFT
Reality is a candy, and I have a sweet tooth for even the most mundane confection and my belly aches from my gross consumption. What I have left all stuck with lint at the bottom of my pockets are little bits of sunshine saved to sting your eyes, my gift for your pleasure.
Glassy, vibrant, foreboding.
