My brother is my typewriter. Learning what you know, and how do you keep your mind focused on the topic that you tap with fingers? Well you transfer it to the typewriter without screens in mind to figure out what the name of any damn thing actually is. (Click Picture for larger size)
Tag: Michigan
Digital Blinks #11, Silence
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(all of this artwork will appear in the hardcover versions in full color)
Indian Summer In Michigan…still
(This is just a spontaneous post of a short narrative (below this block of words) that will appear in a slightly different format/edit in my upcoming book-object (properly called I guess in a more sociological sense, what humans call a novella) attached the bizarre title Sleep Walking Under The Moon Soul of Lake Michigan. Speak...and… Continue reading Indian Summer In Michigan…still
Looking Glass #7. Alone
Alone. For days. On Lake Michigan
Adventures In American Writing 