watercolor on printer paper, I'm waiting on my sketchbook with cold press paper (it's in the mail). I'm going attempt to glue this with wheat paste into the book. I'll fail, I just know it..
9:06 AM Only love is all maroon. Lapping lakes like leary loons. Leaving rope burns reddish ruse. My love, it paints me maroon.
2:52 PM Just had an uncontrollable urge to jump off something really tall. With a parachute of course. A paradigm of a single perspective 60 inches from the ground everyday for the rest of my life begs for more saturated parorama.
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