Patient Imperfections

Hi-fi, Camping and everything in between.

And the Internet Echoed


I’ve been here before, I am no stranger to this feeling. It seems to occur most when work takes over my drive to do good things. It’s not a good thing. We all wish we could just paint or draw, I’m sure.

I just googled “no patience for art” hoping for a cure. I found someone with a similar…

We are trapped in the belly of this horrible machine

And the machine is bleeding to death