Oil on 30 x 40 in.

elanabrotons via instagram 

“It’s coming right at us!!”

I asked if this was an art installation and a Danish person said "no this is quite a serious impedance"

A natural wave is formed on Lake Michigan when the riptide meets the incoming tide and explodes upward, 2014 - by Michael Bernhardt, American

L. V., excerpts from a past life

by Donna McL

My life was the size of my life. Its rooms were room-sized, its soul was the size of a soul. In its background, mitochondria hummed, above it sun, clouds, snow, the transit of stars and planets. It rode elevators, bullet trains, various airplanes, a donkey. It wore socks, shirts, its own ears and nose. It ate, it slept, it opened and closed its hands, its windows. Others, I know, had lives larger. Others, I know, had lives shorter. The depth of lives, too, is different. There were times my life and I made jokes together. There were times we made bread. Once, I grew moody and distant. I told my life I would like some time, I would like to try seeing others. In a week, my empty suitcase and I returned. I was hungry, then, and my life, my life, too, was hungry, we could not keep our hands off our clothes on our tongues from

this stupid little beaver bitch