:'(

you dirty phony saint and martyr, I said to myself.

 I had understood myself for years as basically vertical, an odd forked stalk of stuff and blood. I felt denser now; I felt more solidly composed, now that I was horizontal. I was impossible to knock down.

heaven knows it’s got to be this time

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epiplecticpencil:

This painting was completed in the class room from beginning to end as a demonstration during a workshop I presented on Sunday.

epiplecticpencil:

This painting was completed in the class room from beginning to end as a demonstration during a workshop I presented on Sunday.

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