Thursday, April 11, 2013


Do you ever consider that you may sense more than another person does? It's a fact that we all interpret the same information differently. But what if some people are able to take in more information than others. I believe that's a fact as well.

I can see the colors that all written figures have. To someone who can't, the colors would be imaginary. But the colors assigned to every letter and number and word and symbol that I've ever read are not my imagination. Some people can communicate with spirits.  Maybe spirits are talking to each of us all the time, but most of us are just deaf to them.

I think sad people are sad for no reason other than their ability to see the dark things more clearly than others. I think the world is fifty percent dark and fifty percent light, but the light is easier to see through with most human eyes. The darkness is thick and ambiguous and contains a lot that most people can live their lives without ever seeing. But I think some people have night-vision and see through the darkness with the same clarity they see through the light with. Sadness is not created in one's imagination. It's triggered by something real. But maybe each of us lives in a different world of "real".

Saturday, March 16, 2013

Art, yo.

I'm feeling good because I'm confronting the pieces of my head that I pretend to neglect. And when I get sick of that, I just stand up and dance.


Monday, January 7, 2013


The extent of my formalized religious practice involves a comfortable habit of singing before bed.

                                                                        with piano, if you prefer.

Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Follow Me

I do encourage you to follow me on Tumblr.
( Yes, I've crossed over to the dark side. )

Or you can just look at the pretty pictures if you'd like.

Severely Silent

In the Backs of Notebooks

Various drawings done in the backs of notebooks with pen.

Monday, December 10, 2012

An Evening in Hipster Town


Meet Veronica, and her Leather Sleeve.

Dancing with Many People

Not eating pizza in a pizza place. Instead, drinking Pellegrino.

It's always Radish Time in Hipster Town.

Celebrating eyebrows and jawlines.

It was during this evening that Veronica and I witnessed the brisk swagger of a Mr. Chuck Bass talking on his cell phone and walking down the street of Brooklyn in tricked-out sneakers. The real Chuck Bass. (Ed Westwick). If you were wondering, his jawline is just as staggering in-person as it is on TV. It's worth worshiping.