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VISUAL INTERIOR

What does it look like, inside, when you’re losing your shit ? Is it all pipes, buttons and decomposition, like a spinning top scraping the inside walls of your skull. Electricity shooting through a mushy organ stopping and starting, whimsically misdirecting and blasting through microscopic highways. We can only see what we believe as truth, …

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UNFRIENDLY ALIEN’S EXPERIMENTS ON DEAD FISH

I took a bunch of lingering used up bars of soap in hopes to melt them altogether and create a big chunk of soap. It fucked right up, there was soap every where, I’ll try stove top, not now, I’m stoned. What your seeing is just what it is, a collection of idea’s made into …

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WINSTON NEVERMIND

I guess it’s a bit sad but at this point in my life, the only discernible consistency I can find is the presence of monkey’s and telephone’s. I’m a bit sick these day’s (that’s what you call it when your S.S.R.I.’s are fucking and not helping you) and perhaps my imagery keeps me from driving …

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CRASHED AND FUCKED

It’s a real bitch trying to fly one of these, given the fact that it doesn’t actually exist doesn’t lesson that fact. Luckily our pilot has stocked up on space booze and won’t have to be sober for a while. It’s not that he was flying drunk, he’d also stocked up on space hash and …

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MICROSCOPIC SPACE TWISTER’S

Doctors have recently discovered an alien strain in humans who are practicing the visual arts. The exclusivity is still under scrutiny but it appears that the rest of humanity isn’t susceptible to the virus. The symptoms appear as such; the subject shows signs of general disappointment, the feeling of being ostracized and estranged from there …

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SELF PORTRAIT

I had just crashed my 42nd flying saucer and knew I was out of a job. I really didn’t care all that much so I left the crash site and began walking south. After stumbling for a few hours I came across an oasis in the middle of nowhere. This oasis consisted of a small …

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HEADING SOUTH

Sometimes I’d try to picture the roads we didn’t go down. I know you denied me Graceland but you got us lost in so many beautiful and desolate places. I didn’t know how much you hurt, my pain was paramount and seething. I took a picture of you in the foreground of two mountain’s that …

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I CAN’T LEAVE MY APARTMENT

i can’t leave my apartment, jesus fuck, I can’t leave this fucking place. Agoraphobia, sounds harmless enough but I assure you that it isn’t. It comes down to being so depressed that you can’t go out to pick up your anti-depressant medication. Anxiety so physical like a roller coaster ride without the fun. Sometimes you …

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SELF DESRUCT

Agoraphobia is the fear of open space’s and public places, I fear open space’s with the public in them. Bucowski once said something like “it’s not that I hate people I just feel better when they’re not around”

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SCRAP’S OF PAPER

I opened my heart and you thru your shit into it, how am I supposed to fuck under these conditions ? You with your scrap’s of paper that never really pay back scattered over the bed. Your lie’s and mine, yes you never knew about mine. The lie’s have to remain unsaid, buried in a …