Une carte typographique

"Nestled in soundscapes caring to my imaginary soul
shapes lose form and grasp onto feverish eyes;
I want to escape this solitary cove
yet I feel so warm in this imaginary womb."

Je suis trop léger. Enchaînez-moi avant que je flotte.

Put a big bird in a small cage and it'll sing you a song.

"There is an idea of a Patrick Bateman; some kind of abstraction. But there is no real me: only an entity, something illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable... I simply am not there."

A cage too big

A little different. Three small booklets/sketchbooks made up of all the excess paper and test prints from a school project that I could use. Bound with strings. 2010 is gonna be eco! (not)

  • Uhm... post more shit.
  • No last-minute school projects.
  • Get fit. (sounds like 2009 all over! D:)
  • Save money. (to splurge eventually?)
  • Be a better human.