mad science

One of my friends once told me that if there were a mad scientist in studio, it would be me.

I’m architecture. I’m literature. I’m a loser, so why don’t you kill me.

I won’t leave you empty-handed. How ’bout a thousand words? Two thousand? Any more terrible cliches?

This is what we call a diptych. It’s cool. Informative, even.

I’ll add one more. It was at school. It didn’t belong there. But it became a part of it.

"these feelings won't go away. they've been knocking me sideways."