Sunday, March 20, 2005

Blech.

There's a fine line to walk between imitating too closely and straying too far.

A part of yet another piece that's gone under the knife for harvesting.

Perhaps one of these days I'll gather all of my viciously hacked cast-offs together. Put them in a basket and toss them on the floor like bones. I can only assume they will fall in such a way as to illustrate my doom.

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