I’m at the bus stop and there is a guy in a hospital gown and socks trying to run down the street with what may be his lunch in a plastic bag. He stops, looks back, scurries a bit more and repeat.
As an atom
Above all anticipation
I am not productive
I am no fun,
In this place I come from,
I wish to run,
Like street corner jazz
A wisp through the French quarter, flume
I am new.
we will dance
To a brand new tune
I feel as though a brick wall has been built across my brain.
The harder i run into it, the harder I fall.
The higher i climb, the higher it gets.
Sitting with my back to it I’ve come to realize that I am exerting my energy in all the wrong ways.
I must put a minimal amount of energy and an exuberant amount of effort into a small, weak spot versus tackling the wall as a whole.
I must chip away around the perimeter of a brick until the grout is broken enough to slide the brick out.
I will repeat this process as many times as necessary but when do I stop?
I suppose I could take out only enough to allow me to climb to the other side however if I get lost along the way I may never find my way back thru when I need or want to. At this point I am not sure if I can even be bothered by the thought of, let alone (potential) future actions.
I suppose it would be in my best interest to take my time removing every brick I can to cause this wall to collapse on itself.
This way my only worry ever is cleaning up the rubble which in the long run seems like the better idea.
Now to find a blunt object to begin chiseling.
The shadows of night
Spill selfless emotions into the streets
Where do the good
Go to eat
And how do some end up on the street
I need to be better
I need to be
As a matter of fact
Life on earth is hell
We drift along
And continental line
And they say we’re free
I am going
I’ve never done
They haunt me
They place me
I am beyond excited to share my new idea and vision with you all.
In a time of everything digital, new forms of art and communication have been introduced and old ways have been lost or forgotten.
I have recently taken on eBay as a means of shopping and find half the appeal to be that I expect something in the mail, it’s not just an email as we all get plenty everyday. So what i would like to do is capture visions, be it my own or something shared with you. I will be taking pictures with a disposable camera, I will then wrap that bad boy up and send it away in the mail to you.
Now, I’m sure questions have come about, how do I know they won’t be rude or explicit? Well, I am self conscious and that’s just gross.
How do I know you will take pictures and send me a camera? Because the art of it is i take the photos to the best of my ability, with no means of digital editing etc, and you get to get them developed and you can be the one and only person to ever see the photos or you can share them with the rest of the world. ( I will obviously be curious to see what happens).
While I am not looking to make money , I will be accepting donations of whatever you feel the art of it is worth. I do however have to ask for a minimum of $20usd if you are in North America and $25usd outside of north America and this is to cover shipping costs etc.
I will ship using Canada Post, if you prefer to have ups or FedEx with a tracking number and all, we can talk about the extra fees or I can do it COD ( if they do that).
If you are interested, you can make a donation to my PayPal account using firstname.lastname@example.org
please included your shipping address and if you have a theme you would like me to capture, be it a colour, an object etc be sure to include that as well. If you trust me and want a camera full of images of my choice be sure to let me know.
Once I have received money and shipping details I will begin on your camera.
My photos can be seen and purchased at
Thank you for the continued support
when does being restless go away?