Futility Now

Yoshi combines his two favorite activities: sitting on my keyboard and staring out the window.

In this compelling work, the hydrant represents the edifice of inhumanity upon which man (represented here by a shoe) teeters precariously.

Here are a couple of shots of Yoshi watching his favorite film.

Here is the latest in a series that I like to call “What the Hell is Going On with My Head?”

So we went to a charmingly goofy opening at Monograph. While we were there, availed ourselves of an old typewriter by the door. True to form, Hazel wrote something sweet, and I wrote something standoffish.

(standoff fish?)

Pictures from that cool little park at the end of Skidmore.

Here is Yoshi stepping on my face.

I wore my hat to the Albino Press, and this happened when I took it off.

Also, I love the guy in the background who has basically the same expression as me.

This is Yoshi, watching me hold a bottle cap over his head. It’s like something out of Wegman. Only with a cat. And the cat is a total lunatic.

Life is hard, but I bought myself Jaffa Cakes to make up for it.