The banjo

"This Machine Surrounds Hate, Forcing it to Surrender", this banjo and the sound it represents is the epitome of my muso friend that i painted it for.

The weirdness of this world

What is it to see, if i look do i necessarily see or is seeing much more difficult to define.

I watch people, no in a creepy stalker way, but watch their interactions, reactions, opinions, thinking faces and iv e come to think that a lot of people are strange. Sometimes i think if people could see themselves, simply defined and from an objective view, could they make their lives less complicated.