07/12/2010

new york



So this is all I can currently muster of my recent trip to The Americas, despite there being way much more to muster.

Coney Island was my favourite. More on that later. Perhaps.

My sleep pattern has screwed itself up in the opposite direction from before. The time is currently 6.20am and I have yet to sleep.

I have however now managed to make sense of those essay topics. Feeling marginally well put together now.

I plan to make good use of studio time in a couple of hours (perhaps post-nap).

I'm craving canvas and wood.
The process and repetition of constructing a stretcher.
Then the ever-enduring aroma of turpentine.
Having horrible, grubby fingernails for weeks.

Its been too long.


1 comment:

  1. you are a poet too!
    love the feeling making my own canvases
    love smelling turpentine even more
    this is bad
    make sure to share whatever you make!

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