Slices of samplology I & II.
When words don’t speak me, lines become drawings. Then I cook them into a new soup. When it cools, I slice the soup into samples that melt into arrangements, birthing unspoken words. They become kinds of diaries-perhaps.
On @objktcom
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Slices of samplology I & II.
When words don’t speak me, lines become drawings. Then I cook them into a new soup. When it cools, I slice the soup into samples that melt into arrangements, birthing unspoken words. They become kinds of diaries-perhaps.
On @objktcom
5/5 5XTZ
⬇️