paint it red !!

the day they painted the little cubic bodega purple~ someone tagged it red

i walked away applauding

we should gather together as free thinking plumbers and turn these obelisks into potty's

put the doors back on/ core a hole into the ground /find the sewer main and put in a toilet

they stink like piss anyway~ you could call your mother

we could cut out the yellow and white pages and pay for the project with advertising and poems~ bibles and coloring books

and the homeless wouldn't have to shit on bushes

an underground newspaper's front window~ really underground security fence protecting some huge ass satellite dishes/ pretty

why any pattern at all ?

the despots get the years~ while the kids get the moments of triumph

as seen from the water

handplane

my wife makes monsters recycled surfboards into handplanes

the goal of evolution is not us

i'm always afraid that i have ripped you off

Hijab

the shaper as dusted

i want to make a giant sized version of this handplane as surfboard/ bomb

we made model paper cars

paper airplanes

i hate the cloud

we came back from the emergency room~ to find the accident scene~ untouched



NE!L~ dust