night and day sweatshops

Making Things.


one a day

dear blog-o-sphere,

Between working at my job and working on "projects" that move at a snails pace and socializing to keep my sanity, i am begining to feel less of an artist and more of "caught in the new york hamster wheel."

So to break it up a little, I am going to try to do one small creative act a day, and post it here on the nds blog.

So here goes.

An observation, from last night:

bright orange hair and matching shoelaces
a transexual eats a mango on the E train to Brooklyn
She gives a homeless guy an apple and a smile
and slurps a slice off the knife.


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