Saturday, October 01, 2005
failure itself is never a good feeling. the sense of impending failure, however, is far worse.
the eyes all seem to accuse. they're flat, but they still bore right through. there's something compelling, too, about the curly fur growing in the wrong places, travelled by narrow blue ribbon.
there's just something about this painting that unsettles me. i can't explain why. it just makes me feel so....
so insufficient
**dream until you die**
10:14 PM
