#Ideastory: Poetry
Poetry,comes rolling out of my pursed lips,like smoke curling under the door. Somebody’s going to get burnt soon.
Ideastory
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#Ideastory: Doll
Let me be the mole on your chin, he says,One you touch when you’re thinking, unthinking. I’m a plastic Barbie, she says,PERFECT. *If you like this you might want to check out my photostory collection or my Instagram stream.
#Ideastory: Your Secrets
Your secrets
Ideart: Old Mattress on a Bottle
I took an old #ideastory and merged it into another artistic endeavor I’ve recently been experimenting with – bottle painting. One side of the bottle shows a stack of mattresses and bed linen. The other side has the story painted on in silver. Tell me what you think. The story,…