Apocrypha

April 23, 2008


Another outlet for my endeavors into the art world...or a place of nonsensical ramblings.


"Whenever i find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bring up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such a upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off--then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can."

- Herman Melville
Moby Dick


now it's overhead - let the sirens rest

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