My Analog Life
I performed a burning ritual this morning and released some stuff into the ether. The ashes sit under the monitor as a reminder. The fridge is nearly empty, which is calming. Fresh starts and all. I was recently asked why I shifted from painting to photography and I gave a much too long and much too honest of an answer because in hindsight does it really matter? I spent some time in the darkroom and thank God the film came out because it always feels like a miracle.
My computer is choking on the scans, though. There’s always a catch.
Analog sister! My postpunk name is Anna Logue (my punk era name was R. McGeddon). Onward- it is a new month, a new season