always the work in progress, never the final

I think that sums my self portrait up. It's really quite rotten though, unless you just like looking at under paintings, at thumbnails and doodles. Some people like that. I like that, seeing the grit between the polish. When it's all done it feels so singular and decided. Are you happy with the results? I'm attached to that deciding moment and those inputs of whimsy. So that's what I am, scattered and tethered, framed by my reach. How long could you put up with that? How long will you put up with that? I know the answer, and that's a shame, I'm sure you'd look beautiful when it's all rendered and lit.