Hmm… could be interesting. It doesn’t pack the gut punch of black and white though.
ghost saguaro – color
cholla and ironwood
words from bukowski
Can you remember who you were, before the world told you who you should be?
Charles Bukowski
my trusty pony – after the storm
skull
words from kerouac
If critics say your work stinks it’s because they want it to stink and they can make it stink by scaring you into conformity with their comfortable little standards. Standards so low that they can no longer be considered “dangerous” but set in place in their compartmental understandings.
Jack Kerouac
creosote 7116 – before the storm
desert topographics 