Mostly automatic stream of consciousness...the kind of writing I learned from an excercise in my 8th grade english class in which we kept our pens moving for five minutes with out pausing...examining life...the state of the world...getting by on a tight budget...persuing interests in architecture, art, economics and trying to cobble out a life worth living.
lundi, mai 23, 2005
I also saw an amazing thing in union square...a man with a collection of pinhole cameras. He had used tin cans and those plastic canisters 35mm film comes in. the holes were so tiny you almost couldn't see them. The pictures came out looking very wide angle. He had pictures of the brooklyn bridge and various types of architecture from around the city.
phote taken with my lovely mini dv camera
lundi, mai 02, 2005
strange dreams
what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this
Sick again...heavy dull pain in my head, neck, throat and I sleep and sleep and sleep. Dreaming half awake about butterflies and people I haven't seen in years. I hope this ends soon. How can a person sleep this much.
Sick again...heavy dull pain in my head, neck, throat and I sleep and sleep and sleep. Dreaming half awake about butterflies and people I haven't seen in years. I hope this ends soon. How can a person sleep this much.
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