gypsycante

i uploaded a few pictures... this summer was kind of dry and i didn't really produce anything i really liked, and i didn't really finish much either. try again next time, i guess.

old tom parker took some of my drawings, my better ones. i am afraid i may never get them back, because i don't trust the man to remember ever taking them from me. we'll see, next semester, if i'll find them again. i will hopefully start keeping up with this site more in the summer time.

in some ways i miss dallas. i miss friday night excitement, blue black horizon. the single light on the thirty second floor of a building you always wondered about. dallas is my home, her smelly streets and drunk folk stumbling around in the darkness. how strange. dallas was always filled with wishing and hoping and wanting to be somewhere other than the place i was. it was all my phases, from junior high nerd to black clothes and emo hair, to vintage shops and finally to realizing that putting myself with any group of people was only catastrophic and stifling. perhaps springfield has been the place to learn who i am, but i feel largely misun