Waylayed

At the waters edge a combined effort had become exhausted.

The impossibility of escaping you

Self deprecating portrait with irritable 'pull me' drawstring encumberance.

Drawing

A small drawing, from amongst the leaves of my last book. It frustrates me how there is one instinct for reason and another flagrantly against it. It's a tireless battle that I'd be naive to ever expect to be free of. When we talk about freedom, this is where the dialogue should always begin.

The land of the blind

Approach with care.

This particular deity has been approached incorrectly. Two well meaning, though ignorant adherents to the benefits of worship crossed the line too early and had themselves disproportionately torn apart, strapped to the deity's back (by wiser minions) and with each right leg sucked into the deity's ear tubes, slowly recycled into a kind of mulch, not all that very different to the deity's excretia, and an ambrosia ultimately for the honorable growth of roses.

Assemblage In Search of a White Horse

The Garden

Fruit