Friday, April 18, 2014

Abstract Sunset

I made this today, for reasons I am not clear about. I actually don’t feel like going into it, but I have to say that this might be more meaningful if interpreted on its own, free of its original context, which I’m not telling you about anyway.

In my head, this sounds something like this. This concludes an unusually busy week.


  1. What does it feel like when a flock of tiny birds flies into your eyeball?

    1. She wouldn't know. Her mask actually lacks any eyeholes, so it's all the more impressive that she can fight in it.