"Some say love's an emotion,
Others say love's in the head.
Some complain love’s a commotion,
And maintain we should keep it in bed."
This is one of my recent boxes. After a while all this drawing becomes like writing. Making bodies becomes like script. At some point the scene that's in the head begins to dictate what actually gets written.
High-fired Shino, lightly carbon-trapped at around Cone 09.
This box has ghostly remnants of some imagined architecture. Hence I'm calling it a temple. "Temple of Love." Yea baby!
