“Dark, dark places shall be none. Shes’s melting houses of gold.” - Yeah, Yeah, Yeahs I am 28. I am collecting the dead body of my cat from the road. I can’t comprehend his death, my mind and body struggle to accept the immovable fact. His back feels broken as it rests against my arm.
I was astonished when I discovered John many years ago via Twitter and astonished I remain. This piece has haunted me. The words blurred into another kind of force that stabbed my solar plexus again and again. I can't describe it any other way. It left me undone as much of John's work does. He's one of my favorite living artists.
I was astonished when I discovered John many years ago via Twitter and astonished I remain. This piece has haunted me. The words blurred into another kind of force that stabbed my solar plexus again and again. I can't describe it any other way. It left me undone as much of John's work does. He's one of my favorite living artists.