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hoping to capture the odd angles through which i look at the world..
Wednesday, November 24, 2004
messy picture of..
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nearing the end of the light today as i walked hom...
wild life beautiful skies rubbish 24
maybe 4 hours now
1st draft done
composition
timing, waves
composition process
from inside
messy picture of..
top noshed for the last time
late afternoon light from three weeks ago x
balthazara basking in the light of my halogen heat...
my tongue is a cat
bluetoothed up & a-quiverin' with cleanness non bl...
my filling with the book, bluetoothed in just now
brighton old pier with skylarks
bukowski gone
day after party six feet under bliss
skryabin saps my strength
day out piano moment skylarks
autumn the sopranos
found some of my scribble on a piece of paper from...
early cinema surviving on coins new theatre thing
bunuel skryabin search & reflect
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