Friday, August 22, 2008

Deep Blue Say Ah

It's Friday night and I'm at home alone drawing pictures, listening to depressing music and drinking tea and I'm loving it. I'm a deep character.

I had to ring an artist in Seattle from work today. We needed shots of his work for an article in our magazine (it's like 20 pages- maybe not a magazine). Anyway, I punched in about 13 numbers and waited. American phones ring different, like a bee drunk on cough syrup dying in your ear calmly humming out it's last drugged out breath. He wasn't there and I left a long and convoluted message on his answering machine. I imagined his apartment and his head. Thought about night time in Seattle.

No comments: