visual and auditory whatnot
I like working for myself. Even with the isolation, bouts of depression, self-doubt, lack of health insurance, and financial insecurity, it beats the hell out of having a DUMBASS SUPERVISOR WITH A CLIPBOARD.
I haven’t played with sound in a while. It’s fun and somehow therapeutic.
Found object.
I found this guy in the alley behind my studio. Why does a kid’s toy have an angry face and a sword bigger than himself?
He needs yoga and a girlfriend…
wait, I need yoga and a girlfriend…