Thursday, September 20, 2012


I find that my motivation only starts flagging when I let ambition taint my work. As soon as I start asking what I might achieve with these pictures, what their purpose might be, I get desperate. Unsurprisingly. These are not the means but the way itself. I make pictures to make pictures.
Mind, my religious studies are so haphazard that I have trouble seeing a difference between the wu wei of Zen and the slack of the Church of Subgenius...

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