Dude... Get me outta here!

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
HOUSEFIRE

I wrote this poem a long time ago, probably in highschool. I don't think I have much to add that you can't discern from this. Recently I've been having recurring nightmares about causing my home to burn down through my own negligence. I think you can discern a lot from that too.

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
A DREAM I HAVE

I wrote this in the aftermath of one of the worst periods of my life. I had been kicked out of college, I was suicidal, I felt like I was dying and the world just kept moving around me like nothing had happened. I came back to school and everyone had just kept moving. I couldn't figure out how to put myself back into that world, and I wondered if I even should. I don't know if I will ever stop living in that state of aftermath. Sorry.

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
WAPPY

That last one was sad. I made this because I learned that SEGA released an interactive robot dog to pair with your DS. Her name is Wappy. I was so enamoured with her color scheme and blobject-like body. I really love this dog.

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
CLOWN IMAGE

This is another one of my earlier collages. They're kind of out of order in places at the beginning here. I love clowns. I currently have around 30~40 porcelain clown dolls in my room, because I collect them. At this point I was realizing that using only images as backgrounds was cluttered, but I felt like it paired well with the silly nature of the piece.

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
OFFERINGS

The two images on the left of this are mine. The top one is from a weird place I went. The second was a small shrine of toys people left at a dunkin donuts near me. They got rid of it when they remodeled. The items scattered around on this are all things I found on the ground and collected. I can't tell if giving people things is just how I show love, or if it's a type of bargain.

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
THE REST OF YOUR LIFE

I wrote this because I was going to kill myself. I think you can tell. I hoped that I could save the people around me from myself by doing that.

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
XRAY

I didn't have a plan when I started this, I just ended up here. Since I wasn't sure of what I was doing, the meaning of this is slightly obscure. I know what it is, but I can't explain it too well, so feel free to take whatever you want from this.

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
PRETTY THING

I made this as spring was starting, and the snowdrops were coming up through the frozen ground. This was right after my suicide scare and I still wasn't sure if I wanted to keep going. I felt like a small creature surrounded by an uncaring universe.