Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Lack of comfort.

Things are always falling apart in my head.
Piles of things that I build up and up with all my thoughts.
Then, the base is too small for the weight of the pile
and it falls apart.
Not the whole thing, just what feels like a month's worth of work.

1 comment:

  1. Was this piece at your show in Milwaukee? I like it a lot.


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