Wednesday, December 13, 2006

i wear my frustrations on my sleeve

just like snot!
anybody seen that ad in the toronto subway stations
about using your sleeve?
oh yeah, a truly stellar idea for pandemic control...

4 comments:

qbitty said...

that fyre ritual still hunts my scroll lock button. yeah, i fly ethereal air too and got my baggages sent to the eternal charles de gaulle vortex.

yes, bpg is betablocking me as well, now, fire fox me! am not sure why subscription to art is necessary, i can see the walls just fine and you are to foxy for me to spend too much time there anyway.

such high class you exhibit, i could never swim the circles of your refined aquafina drinkers that stare at your creations & purport to have intellectual discussions re: obscure techniques of holding the brush correctly.

i'll see you round and square and oval too,

z-grrl

eric d said...

okay cool
was just a thought
no sweat :)
i'd fuck up the computer stuff anyway erase large chunks of banditted rosepetals and dryiscream
like the camera obscura

eric d said...

refined?
what?
i had to invite someone, and they wouldn't know art if it jumped off the walls and bit em in the ass, it was one of the worst days of my life...the food i guess was the big hit.
and as for art, maybe it is all just shit, i got the big reject letter the other day, didn't even get a visit in the studio, fuck i though i might...i don't fit the mouldiness...gaspin like a fish on the rainpuddled now.
l*r.

qbitty said...

yes, i listened to the mp3 and then obliterated everything... i'm so sorry. i've never been loved, that's why.

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