Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.


Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

we can only engage in such a way

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

Can I see

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

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

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.


not so on: yvf(wthw)

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

magnetises a pin

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

I Write Goodbye Letter