He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

hiding from the rain

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49


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

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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


I Write Goodbye Letter


The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

this will be about a slug

...

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

not their contents

much more tactility