I just sat and stared and gave my imagination time to be inspired by what i saw.
Sure, having shit rammed into my brain via electronics has been entertaining at times but i find the experience spiritually flawed. When i take a photo i want a print. When i read a book, i want the pages to get swollen and dog eared. When i buy a magazine i want the thing to age with me.
I want tactile proof that my time existed, so that when the world explodes polaroids of me will float out into space. I certainly don’t want one of those digital frames floating around out there. Those things are gay.
*Don’t tell me you can print stuff out for your walls. That’s the only thing gayer than digital frames
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VAUGHAN BLAKEY
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