Original contemporary art prints.

Writing

  • Jan052015

    Breath

    …. then there was the time she let me place those intricate, flowing lines of self upon the soft contours…

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  • Jun062014

    The Dictum

    It’s hard to stay sated. Lumbered and thorough, your life on the edge of a broken wheel, tumbling with fucking…

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  • Feb032012

    What its not. What it is.

    Seriously, it’s not a competition. It’s not about who puts up what first. You don’t have to be the first…

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  • Feb012011

    Nineteen Smiles

        I chase a smile like a three letter word – and, she, yes, may, its – but for…

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  • Jan222010

    The Lattice

    There you are. So there you fucking are. That euphemism, the one in the corner and the one that sits…

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  • Jan022010

    Grasping Liliums

    I met this girl with sunshine in her hair and a habit of holding my elbow. Im not really sure…

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  • Aug262009

    Our Change Of Season

    “Oh,” she said, slight contours of the mouth. Pleasure creases. Childlike and innocent, “it has ice in it?” “So its…

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  • Aug182008

    Spin

    I have this impression of a moment – its there and wandering in the cornice. The shed out the back…

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  • Mar202007

    The Mastery

    “If you are wondering whether you’ll have to stand vigilant with pencil and paper until the end of your days…

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  • Mar062007

    For I Am Schrödinger's cat

    I am the cat in Schrödinger’s box. I live in a house whose structural integrity is unsound. The foundation of…

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