"A broken mirror, half-a barrette...why was I keeping this stuff over a decade? It was in a box of future...what? Things to be fixed, or things to do assemblage art with. I think that box is one and the same. Time to empty it. This isn't fix-worthy or assemblage-apt. Into the landfill, sorry Earth. I am messing with your beauty."
Saturday, May 22, 2010
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