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 Cross
my heart
& Hope
to die

Hallucinating in a field after being bitten by a snake, you make a sober pact with your other side:

For every cabinet door we slam shut with our heads, we will open three more with our feet
& we’ll telepathically high five, or nod to, everyone we pass by from now on.


Running is on the table and hiding is on the table and fighting is on the table and flying is on the table and fucking on the table and freezing is



A firm handshake, consecrated by the sun. Friendship bracelets rattling.


Getting in shape for the afterlife. Oil on canvas. 30" x 30". 2023 Spring sunlight dungeon split. Oil on canvas. 3' x 4'. 2023 Hallucinating from snakebite in a field. Oil on panel. 17" x 29". 2023 In the nosebleed seats. Oil on panel. 7"x7"x3". 2023 Flower head vortex. Oil on panel. 7"x7"x3". 2023 The interloper. Oil on panel. 30" x 60". 2023. Everyone will be thirsty always. Oil on panel. 16" x 24". 2023 Horse revolution. Oil on panel. 24" x 24". 2023 Stuck in the reptile tank. oil on panel. 15" x 24". 2023 Too many things to look at and think about (spellbound), oil on canvas, 30” x 40”, 2023 Until next time. Oil on panel. 8" x 8". 2023