Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Monday, August 15, 2011
Collin Wilcox, Mockingbird Twelve looks just like you
I think it was F. Scott Fitzgerald who said,
'American lives don't have second acts'
well... this is the second act. Get it? ...it's a good joke, a great thought.
So stay cool young man, you don't even know the rules, stay cool.
'American lives don't have second acts'
well... this is the second act. Get it? ...it's a good joke, a great thought.
So stay cool young man, you don't even know the rules, stay cool.
Sunday, July 3, 2011
Soir Historique
a stamp cut from wax after the freezer on a conditioned t-shirt streched around found wood turned to frame. house, acrylic and spray did the job.
Currently hangs with Nai while making that iceed coffee.
Currently hangs with Nai while making that iceed coffee.
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Monday, December 13, 2010
It took today, on storm
Tony Licavoli's real name was Tony Licavoli. His father was also a Licavoli. In fact, the generations heading as far back as Tony knew were all Licavoli.
The early morning of December 7th, 1942 was the story of his grandfather. Before that, the memories of ducking in a tall field while the purple gang came by.
There was often a Tony.
It is, as to which, Licavoli to stand by.
-Got it, got it, need it, got it...-
Thursday, December 9, 2010
of summer
Act as humans do
The idea was to create that tickle, the depth looking upward through the abyss. Nap warmed eyelids freckled from the sun's afternoon kiss.
'I find an issue with all that is posted here. This motherfucker thinks that he is the tallest poppy in the field? Get real'
Ask yourself the difference and play your card, the table waits.
Understand that an individual life might hold common.
The pollen grows just as all others. And it's others who inspire, who give properties, who tend to grain from proxy as due on dew.
Workers in plant, on hive, stress bones to please, blossom to fruit, ground to gain.
Everything for the Queen, everything for the colony.
This is no Castle in Spain nor a fall in Malta.
Forget thyself boy, the train inside feels free on bound tracks. The bridge is long cross, without ford so still your heart and hands. With ear to rail, hold lungs to listen for her steam.
It is these who are those which built with iron rods a path to travel west... onward I suppose.
Consider the dust during or drag of net. You will come across the unintended to which a response, you'll act as humans do.
The idea was to create that tickle, the depth looking upward through the abyss. Nap warmed eyelids freckled from the sun's afternoon kiss.
'I find an issue with all that is posted here. This motherfucker thinks that he is the tallest poppy in the field? Get real'
Ask yourself the difference and play your card, the table waits.
Understand that an individual life might hold common.
The pollen grows just as all others. And it's others who inspire, who give properties, who tend to grain from proxy as due on dew.
Workers in plant, on hive, stress bones to please, blossom to fruit, ground to gain.
Everything for the Queen, everything for the colony.
This is no Castle in Spain nor a fall in Malta.
Forget thyself boy, the train inside feels free on bound tracks. The bridge is long cross, without ford so still your heart and hands. With ear to rail, hold lungs to listen for her steam.
It is these who are those which built with iron rods a path to travel west... onward I suppose.
Consider the dust during or drag of net. You will come across the unintended to which a response, you'll act as humans do.
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