I think I started making my best work after I stopped tagging my work as “art” or “artists on tumblr” while posting on tumblr. A few weeks after that, I got a call from MoMA and turned them down.
It’s Thursday and I’ve already worked almost 60 hours of tile and carpentry.
She has an Illuminati body,
Built by the best minds in the country.
I am the abula rasa. Blank slate with a six pack.
"My wallet is museum quality in the sense that it’s chock-full of really famous dead guys."
"The Working Man’s Dubstep"