Archives for "November, 2014"

Nov 20, 2014

THANK YOU FOR SEEING ME


A still I made while in process with my box art piece, “The Last Two Weeks.”

Nov 20, 2014

THANK YOU FOR FEEDING ME


A still I made while in process with my box art piece, “The Last Two Weeks.”

Nov 20, 2014

THANK YOU FOR LOVING ME


My friend Adam’s hand.

Nov 7, 2014

WHAT DO YOU DO WITH THE CRUST?


When you remember his toasted words, “Here’s to our new relationship” from the other side of the white tablecloth of a new Turkish place two blocks away, post-affair, all airwaves frosted with the mutual attempts at your repair and you think, yeah, Choice is not mine, There is no right trajectory, Forgiveness is the way, Life starts and is always now, so It must be all ok…

And it feels like it is, for the consistently spliced in milliseconds that nudge your belief into your own self talk and the false reinforcements coming at you like Pops cereal from across the table, yellow like cheery bursts yet filled with air; all those puppet-like projections meeting your shoulders as you stare at your chutney and hope that a sparkler eraser combo stick might show up.

But whether or not the man across the hummus platter actually had any longterm intention to keep holding my hand by choice, I shall not know for certain. His frequent struggle with my hand was enough to break my heart from very early on, as I conditioned myself to not seek or expect yeses as things that could be born up from inside of him naturally.

But I stayed, and I kept looking the nos in the face, pretending they had frosting and positive ideas about our redesign behind their opinionated posts. That they could convert to smiley faced right thinking, given enough time.

And therein lies my… MORE