This is what happens when artist living in two very different areas of the US begin to spill out their art without looking at each others. If you see patterns it is because of your life, not our lives.
Tuesday, August 27, 2013
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A society of hyenas who think themselves wolves. Don't go armed unless the intent is to take life away. Don't finger the trigger if not to pull it. Consider gravity. Consider light. Consider waves. Particles of energy released , scattered again, transformed. The surface of the pond rippled. The strings humming. Boxes of cats stacked infinitely. Some saber toothed tigers, some Siamese kittens, some bones, all in the same scene. End scene for one player. Red pools and the hyenas gather, laughing. It's all a show. Curtain.
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