I am always rummaging for a few precocious words to stuff in my pockets before the spinsters come back to spin them into more yarn for argyle socks and sweaters
I am a wordy misfit obsessed with the simple beauty of life’s grand spectacle revealed in the naked truth of its minutia. In any medium, I strive to reveal that beauty with an honest, unabashed, no holds barred form of grammar, where images speak for themselves and are free to express their own precocious, unrestrained notions.
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