my fuse is so very short today. junk email, glass being thrown in the recycling bin, stop-and-go traffic. anything can ignite it right now.
Coffee breaks the chain of neglect of the problem of being. Coffee grounds the problem in ancient inquiries concerning being not being beings. Before coffee what is sought is not familiar though ungraspable, hot, but after the first shot everyone understands “The sky is blue,” “I am happy,” statements like that. A white ring mars a dark table. The problem, the mug, being...
i heart mr lee. →
just when i am afraid there is no terrain left to be explored, i find something brilliant like this.
i made this playlist for michelle, as part of her mix-tape trade. it’s a little bit country, a little bit camp, a little bit rock’n’roll.
my website has been reconstructed. →
does one still learn architectural hand lettering in architect school, even though all the blueprinting is digital now?