Blended, faded forms
Salty sweat in the mid day sun
Wait
The moon is bearing down
And stars are beaming through
Steam fills new york
Spitting at the mirror
"The lights from my window are brighter than youll know. Atleast i know they could still BE brighter than they ever have been before."
Take a breath.
Ignore.
...
Shuffling of darkened strangers on dimmer than should be streets.
They stop to kiss between cars.
"Forget them."
"....forget them."
He nods.
He agrees.
"Can i forget everyone?"
"If you want to"
He put his thumb through her belt loop.
And gently tugs her back and forth.
She smiles.
She looks up to the apartment in front of her.
...
He looks down to the street.
A face stares back.
And the streetlights pulse.
They simmer.
Squinting to find..
The lights shatter into a million specks
Like a halo around that face.
He watches as they walk into the dark.
He closes his blinds. -----
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By the end of next week i will have 7 new pieces for the solo show in october.
Im trying to not show them all online.
But atleast parts.
I also need to consider promotion for it.
New stickers, maybe flyers. Post cards?
And i need to make prints maybe 5 of each piece in the show. I know thats overkill.
Havenotneednothave etc.
But its shaping up to be the darkest work
Ive done. Its more in line with myself.
It feels more honest. I see purpose behind them. Especially one.
The inspiration, to me feels blatant.
Its all kind of a reflection of my interactions with the world simultaneously my internal response to it.
Have to remember to have them play my music that night. Last time i forgot.
Ill make a list of things to get done before the end of sept. This one feels important for some reason. First show in what 2 years?
