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"In my artistic practice, I tend to my sickness as though to a newborn. I’m isolated like a young mother but my baby is the void."

"In grand gloom-mantles where the stars are hid"

--J Stanyan Bigg

A bit of Johnny Guitar.

chipmunks chanting at half speed
in this last greenish light
chary to learn
burnt umber bark

Four preachers screaming, detailed oil painting, edward hopper.