The past few weeks have been spent working in Dallas’ concrete landscape. It’s hot. The lack of greenery turns the city into a giant easy-bake oven.
I miss the way you can feel the life in Austin. Like they built everything around the landscape, taking care not to disturb too much.
This city is still a scorched earth apocalypse dance party. All pretty lights and ugly intentions.
Self-help tip #34: Don’t like the way you look? Break all of your mirrors.
“The role of art is to make a world which can be inhabited.”