F*#&$*@ domestic life.

My current project – Curtains.   Curtaining my new house, so that my Mom stops calling me to ask if I have curtains.  Hanging shit on my windows, so the neighbours have to turn on their tv if they want to be entertained.  Shopping, being a good little consumer; it just ain’t my thing.  Give …

Webbed moods

Clearing the cobwebs of my low lying moods, I’m trying to fill this time of waiting.  I feel like I am in this space where annoying music plays, you click your fingers on the desk, roll your eyes around for some sort of entertainment as you wait, wait, wait, wait, wait on hold.  It seems too early to …

I want you to write a little window inside kArA that i can read and marvel over.

It’s the end of all days, the one’s that I know so far that is. From one flicking of the calendar to the next keystroke of my hand, it’s the end of all days. I have this warm snuggle of a feeling in my stomach. It’s not deep, but spreading, growing into my limbs. If …