Test Sample #7F

this is a picture of me relieving myself into the sink of what must have been a Hampton Inn. it has wormed its way into a larger body of work I'm making (much the way a certain parasite swims up out of the Amazon into a man's urethra through his stream of piss), called "Leaving A Trail (And Why I miss You)". It's just one piece out of a big big show, replete with cake and fireworks, scheduled for the day when you're not allowed to know anything anymore.