
There is a nuance of arrogance in intelligence.
I need to be threatened, clinging to a strand of hope, just because pressure will reward a great privilege. There are great stories out there validating the existence of human’s horrible despair and every time I read them, it is as if I’m having an out-of-body experience living vicariously as the beaten. Perhaps it takes lethal threat to our safe room to feel alive and thrive.

(1741-84 ) Margaretha Barbara Dietzsch (Nurenberg 1726-1795) ~ Dandelion With a Moth and a Smaller Green Moth via British Museum
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Portrait 2, 2012. Acrylic on paper, 24 x 42 cm.
Portrait, 2012. Acrylic on paper, 29 x 42 cm.
Push me to the edge, give me a hand of the deceit
You’re the lover of God when I will always be the devil’s favorite skank
Bathe me in a cursed water
My cursed blood is yours too

Brothers, 2012.
Acrylic & Charcoal on Canvas.
36 x 48 in.
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