The Travels and Rants Journal

I am a lonely painter. I live in a box of paints.

Saturday, 2 August, 2008

Rite

I got the spend hours at the studio last night.

The studio is my savior. Music is my savior. Wilco is my savior.

I am looking forward
Toward the shadows tracing bones
Our faces stitched and sewing
Our houses hemmed into homes

-Wilco, “You Are My Face”

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Rite:

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