dan carrigan

feathers, rose petals and butterfly wings applied with glue stick to circular polymer feelings of deep meaning and abstract streams of consciousness rolling and sliding from your tear ducts, into and through your organs, out your navel and finally collecting in your shoes which you put on backwards by mistake but like better that way. imagine a diesel engine made of jello and glass with kaliedescope hoses and snakes eating their tales for belts, and running on organic whipped cream, backwards.
hear music at imeem too!