Where is home? I've wondered where home is, and I realized, it's not Mars or someplace like that, it's Indianapolis when I was nine years old. I had a brother and a sister, a cat and a dog, and a mother and a father and uncles and aunts. And there's no way I can get there again.”

Kurt Vonnegut 11th of October 2005

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

It has been a long time coming, but I still have nothing to say. At the moment I am working on saving up money to get this ceramic deal a full fighting chance, looking for work in my field and starting to look up some out of state opportunities, including the most likely trip to nceca this upcoming spring. I am in full force to make it there and too see my old mentors and my still lovely friends.

i have slept through the storm of my early twenties limbo, whose game for a night of remembrance?
I am aching for a night of fun. Halloween can’t come fast enough.

Friday, October 8, 2010

sorry for the delay in my words and images.

but the said news is i have no new images to share with you.
but i do have these two sentences that sum up the past two months.


I have the ability to smell the decaying leaves outside my window, as well as the now deconstructed cornfields of my childhood. But what I choose to do is neither of these, what I willingly and wholeheartedly do is stare out my window wishing for the scent of you.