Creating and Exploring Contemporary Culture in Words and Pictures.
Mainstream, Underground, High Art and Otherwise.
Monday, 12 May 2014
Floating mirrors on the sea of uncertainty. A book full of ryhmes and a shelf full of dust. Restrained from the halls and broken by the bin. Call to the soldiers and soon from the sea. Broken by the barley corn every thing to be its own A laugh for none and one to say Here is the poem and there is the day.