Thursday, January 24, 2008


These are my shoes. There's just something about a good old beaten up pair of shoes. I don't know how much time they have left, but know I will miss them when they're gone. I like the image that they conjure up in my mind. The image of a hard working craftsman who's priorities are obviously focused on work instead of being in style. Or of a crazy slightly off artist, who's work he is constantly at odds with, and takes to drinking absinth at night in order to find some relief, or maybe aid in finding some answers.

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