Self promotion makes me horribly uncomfortable. The thing is, if this were someone else, I would advise them to advertise on their blog, duh! How else will people know you are selling yourself if you don't occasionally put out the streamers and the scary balloon-man with the waving tentacle-arms? And another thing... I've noticed I … Continue reading Why does this make me feel dirty?
When it comes to art, do the ends justify the means?
I am not what you think I am.
My tired eyes move rapidly left, right, left, right, trying and failing to grab the blurred images I see through the speeding car's window. I can't feel the movement, but I know it is happening because I have seen the effect on other people. On some level I am registering what I am seeing, another … Continue reading The Drive Home