transformation, rebirth, the self, the ego, mourning, yearning, bla bla bla i’ve written and drawn so much about it and not sure what to do with all of it.
it feels like i’ve died several times in the last 2 years and i will continue to over and over again until i’m brand new
james baldwin and some friends during his decade in istanbul, turkey. [photo by sedat pakay.]
i am wiggling around my bedto get warm. like worms maybe. you know. in the dirt and such
Faye Wong perfoming “Broken Hearted Women” live in 1992 while wearing Vivienne Westwood.
Rafa Esparza, Deep Feelings, 2017, blue ball-point penn ink on artist’s used 36-38 white stafford boxer shorts, 22 x 30 in (55.9 x 76.2 cm)
It was so peaceful this spring morning at the spring in the woods: just me, the moss, and the wood thrushes. Until the blue jays showed up.
