Monday, March 1, 2010


Art manifesto, love, tears, where are my limits, Wall Street performance, Tiramisu cafe window performance, breaking into East Village community gardens, sneaking around New York city and stealing the beautiful private moments of people like drops of hungry ocean pouring through the streets and in their rooms... and what is life and what is love?
where is the hidden magic garden? where are the little red puffs that bring love? where is the enchanted fountain to drink from and get drunk on beauty and overwhelming glacier of rapt pluto-lava?