cmliu

>four tet. boards of canada. ivy. jazzanova. yes. flow… today (as was yesterday and the day before that) has been an odd day. one of those days where you’re trapped in some sort of fuzzy permeation of time, consciously able to realize and define past and future and all moments in between, yet finding yourself … Continue reading →

>late signs pink a bike.

>i’m still trying to decide… is my blog just a written version of me, my essence pared down to mere meanderings and poetic utterances, an elegant purification of the senses, a visual medium to process my intangibility into an entity of substance? or, perhaps, it’s a intricate project constructed (strategically, selfishly, surreptitiously) as a cmliu.v.2.0 … Continue reading →

>Have you been half asleep and have you heard voices? I’ve heard them calling my name. (me too, kermit.)