louisiana

Monday strikes again, and here I am. Would you believe me if I told you that I've been outside smoking a cigarette for the past 2 months?

Really though, I'm sorry I've been absent and didn't say goodbye. No one likes an audience when they're drowning. Against most odds I survived yet another truly outrageous plot twist. I'm alright. There's no phone to reach me on now, so please try email.

A big, giant, genuine thank you to everyone who has reached out to me over the time I was away. Even if I was unable to respond, know that your concern mattered to me. You know who you are, friends. I value knowing you. I hope no one got hurt feelings in my negligence. It's honestly been a dark and dismal and heavy as all fuck time. Nothing has been boring, ever. Boring doesn't exist.


I am tangled.

I've been working in Dumbo and thinking, "Do I like this?", the place, the art in the gallery, the lack-luster artist statements. Despite my state, I feel unusually confident in my abilities.

And some things are not terrible.



So...what's everyone else been up to this summer?