Saturday, October 14, 2017
So many faces...so many, many, many of me inside. Which one of me do you see in my eyes? What color am I today? What tangent of surreality is my "self" bleeding into or out of...or all over? Do you feel me gushing from the deepest part of me––through my face, my eyes––and all over you? This overflow onto "you" is really just all about "me". Inside. Getting out.