send your tumblr

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

in a post. I want to be remembered

I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.

Slug

that looks like my instagram account

no i haven't really read anything

but really the thing should be autonomous

Can I see

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Rain, starting

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

abrar?

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

its good

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

13, H, grate

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me