Whatever works, Dora!
Is that a coffee cup?
Whatever works, Dora!
Whatever works, Dora!

I too many and many a time cross’d the river of old,
Watched the Twelfth-month sea-gulls, saw them high in the air floating with motionless wings, oscillating their bodies,
Saw how the glistening yellow lit up parts of their bodies and left the rest in strong shadow,
Saw the slow-wheeling circles and the gradual edging toward the south
– Walt Whitman, Crossing Brooklyn Ferry
Prey beware….
They didn’t build every day.

East Hampton, Long Island NY

Jackson Pollock’s studio floor. World’s most badass floor.

Yayoi Kusama – Infinity Nets
“WTF? This is the first day of Spring? Like Uma Thurman in Kill Bill I will do more than simply endure.” thought the bird.
Music: The Lonely Shepherd by Zamfir
The artist’s job is not to succumb to despair but to find an antidote for the emptiness of existence.
Some people, they don’t put things behind so easily.