her stubby butt-area is making me feel funny.
MM you could always drive back... sounds horrible I know, but if the flights are all cancelled it would be a way to get home for to teach the kidlets.
I know, we're waiting it out...
The bruises are lovingly cared for with a set of the highest quality make-up and acrylic paints watered down according to precise, pamphlet-printed instructions. The bruises are necessary to please the gods, to demonstrate your undying evolving submission strategies. The gods are in charge. We are them and they are us, but the bruises are part of the magic, like tinsel and minor flourishes on baroque wallpaper. Transformative. Painful and rainbow-rabid, like a soap opera you have forgotten you used to love.
the stained blanket is a nice touch.
If the oar is damp the boat will not go, unless you paddle with your hands. THis is what I have learned today.
oh yeah sorry, I did that.
sick and twisting seepage, you trouble causer.this reminds me of a helen frankenthaler painting. very beautiful and sublime!!
Skin discoloration is the emblem of idealism in flux.
So sorry MM. I hope you get home soon.I hope it is all clear by tues., when i am due to return.
hi MM. sorry to hear you're stuck. this snowy wonderland has impeded the travel plans of many. i am watching cooking shows as a way of coping with the studio chill.
Ah, cooking shows. My Sunday afternoon secret favorite. Which ones are you viewing? Are you inspired by the new lice post I just made? Bugs in vermicelli? No?
These bruises elicit an aesthetic feeling, like fruit on a sunny day.
these bruises are my daughter after a car accident ... this *is* my photo
You can tell they are fake bruises since they are pictures of bruises on a BLOW UP DOLL...How stupid can some people be?
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