Sunday, August 17, 2014

It Isn't Me

I spent yesterday destroying every bit of work that I have 
done in the last 2 weeks.

It was all such a pile of shit.  

There's no art work in progress pinned up to think about.

My pastels don't look alive.

They look weary and tired.

I made light of the Gods and forgot it isn't me 
- it is what they give me.

Going to the gym.

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