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Power in those hands
It’s a scary place to be in, when you’re foolish enough to think you get the gist of it all. ‘Yeah, yeah. Been there, done that. I’ve lived enough to know that.’
More and more I think it’s better to take in things as if they’re new regardless of its dizzying repetitiveness. Thousand times over, but never falter in believing it new and exciting, always.
Breathe in that stale air inside your little box of comfort and always assure yourself that it’s the freshest air you’ve ever inhaled.
Promise yourself over and over again, even when you’re certain that it will break.
(crop of work, “Time and Place”, 2021)
Often trying is simply not enough. I say perspective, but talking useless words is infinitely easier than doing it soaked in meaningful silence.
Sympathy for sufferers only grow bigger as you get older.
I try so hard to stay naive and young, but you just cannot unsee certain things as you go through life. The real challenge is staying you despite it all.
(crop of new work, “She Talks Too Much”, 2022)
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Aftermath, 2021
I’m feeling again.
Please pinch me hard, I know it will hurt and you can’t begin to understand how happy that will make me.
Do I accept what seems inevitable or fight through in hopes that change might take place?
Is it comfort over progress or walking in circles?
Will there be light at the end or will I —
(Detail of “You’re Not Who I Thought You were”, 2020)
I got no strings so I have fun I'm not tied up to anyone They've got strings But you can see There are no strings on me
(crop of “I’ve Got No Strings,” 2020)
it all seems easy until you’re in the thick of it.
All the unsolicited advice turned to shit.
Pointless. Hopeless. All good, for now.