This work-in-progress post is part of a whimsical, freeform series that chronicles, in both prose and poetry, the creation of Untitled, a 20” x 24” mixed-media work featuring beadwork, washi, and more. Access all posts in this series via the Table of Contents.
paper to die for come down from on high, from upper echelons, where peaches you never knew could taste this good spend most of their time i see wild adventures in these materials' futures wholly unexpected turns of events few of them likely to star golden moose (or meese, or mooses) – though the guy pictured here, eternal shouldertop angel, looks on, unfazed, suggesting we “Hold 'is beer, ‘dere, budday.”