Jan 9, 2017
Broke fix
Things that are broken, a smashed vase, candle holder, lightbulb. Alright, now what? Glue and multi colours of ink. Make something new. Now lets inflict addiction, smoking. Lungs of cardboard, sewn back together by steel wool. Alright. Addiction to love? A heart sewn with the same wool. Where is this going? Being addicted to loving the broken things you've made into something else and something more beautiful, yet dangerous by the sharp touch. What was I thinking? Have to give it to D-me, bit deep for a life drawing, going nowhere yet it can be seen everywhere which leads us to PERSPECTIVE. The whole point of this mess. Thank the moon I kept notes because otherwise, I wouldn't know what I meant.
