It's noon on a monday. I haven't showered or eaten breakfast; the apple is still in my fridge, only now there's also a fish in my freezer, too. His name was Pi, and he's been with me for a long time, as fish go. Years. His empty tank is still bubbling away with the filter on because I'm afraid if I turn it off the silence will be deafening. And my great aunt whom I've not seen in several years is dying in a nursing home upstate, and I didn't make time to see her over Thanksgiving.
Blustering wind outside, and bright sun.
Yesterday's snow has gone already.
bit about me
- electrofork
- artist, designer, geek, ancient-Romaphile; at length and with luck: World traveler. I design for print, web and motion; I create jewelry from diminutive prints of my photos; I create images -digital and analogue- with lines, shapes and words; I love cities and wide open spaces. I am a Brooklynite.
paintings by e daggar
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