Stitch This

  • Archive

    Archive

    I sometimes catch myself at rest,  I see an older woman,  I’d like to say I see a dish  but I am only human.  I sag, i bag, my skin has folds,  I’m not sandblasted, taut.  I’m showing life upon my skin,  at times it has been fraught.  But this line here is from my…

  • Blog psychology

    Blog psychology

    Blogs are demanding. They tap their watch and sigh deep. They wonder if you really love them. They feel cast aside, They can’t sleep. They just want to be loved – They are needy. They never assume they’re ok. Theres only one way to placate them: And that’s posting every day.

  • Anthropology three: world traveller

    Anthropology three: world traveller

    Now, did I remember my socks,  The ones that will save my life.  The ones that I went and bought specially.  With the elastic that cuts like a knife I know I shouldn’t be fretting,  The things won’t fit in my bag  but when you are a World traveler there’s more on your mind then…

  • Tap

    Tap

    I have mastered the art of dual motion I expand while contracting, resist while inviting. Apart. Always apart. Even when a part. And I angle for those fissures: Points where the sharp can see. Try to hold up a light to the crack Without drawing attention to me. The contradiction is not lost. Only a…

  • Anthropology 2: art student

    Anthropology 2: art student

    I lost my jacket, heels and case i left them way behind. I cut my hair and changed my spex, become another kind. I left the ranks of the well paid I missed the Budget speech, I said goodbye to 9 to 5… It all is out of reach. ‘These days I google concept art i…