Month: December 2017
Fuck fruit flies.
Where do I start with the latest Devil Proof dissemination…. First word I wrote the other night was […]
the puddled entity. Deep consideration of deep color.
After the morning thousand, I arrive to winery and feel odd. Off. And not sure why. So, up […]
Up much earlier than I thought I’d be after last night’s work, and wine, and principle restlessness. Made […]
One of the last nights in hotel. And as it happens, I’m alone… sipping 2015 Devil Proof. My […]
eat my self-doubt and spit it out.
Need it. Allowing self, gifting self, ten minutes to collect, write for a bit, brainstorm on going forward […]