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I don’t remember the email volley that led to the production of this masterpiece, but I’m sure most of it was above my head anyway. This appeared as a popup window on the Writers’ Workshop website, back when it existed and such.
I don’t remember the email volley that led to the production of this masterpiece, but I’m sure most of it was above my head anyway. This appeared as a popup window on the Writers’ Workshop website, back when it existed and such.
When I was living in Northern California and Becky was in Utah, I decided to move to New York, and she decided to come with. One night we were instant messaging about the implications and opportunities of our decision. I copied our conversation into Notepad and then to Photoshop, and emailed her this poster.
I made this file in 2002 as an experiment in Swish and illustrated poetry. The poem (written when i was 19) is about a boy who had been in my college ceramics class. I would later discover he removed his wedding ring when he worked with clay. The project isn’t so much for Rogan, actually. After posting it i decided to google him. There you go.