Friday, February 29, 2008

Untitled (No. 72)

It's much like an itch soothed by subtle stimulation.

Thursday, February 28, 2008

Untitled (No. 71)

The faint smell of self-assuredness greeted us upon entering the foyer.

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Untitled (No. 70)

Hypocrisy is best served chilled.

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Untitled (No. 69)

It's tough to accessorize your cynicism.

Monday, February 25, 2008

Untitled (No. 68)

It can only get ever so slightly worse than optimistic.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Untitled (No. 67)

Sheer tastes so much better on toast.

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Untitled (No. 66)

We all feigned disinterest as his nose inched closer to oblivion.

Friday, February 22, 2008

Untitled (No. 65)

An ounce of antagonism creates a pound of pleasure.

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Untitled (No. 64)

Our ambition was drowned in the deluge of coffeehouse chatter.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Untitled (No. 63)

The runway has gone the way of the dodo.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Untitled (No. 62)

Your vision is as sharp as the crease in his favorite chinos.

Monday, February 18, 2008

Untitled (No. 61)

It was there they lay dripped in semi-sweet chocolate drapery.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Untitled (No. 60)

She toed that fine line between humor and oppression.

Saturday, February 16, 2008

Untitled (No. 59)

We witnessed man and throne tangled within a surreal balancing act.

Friday, February 15, 2008

Untitled (No. 58)

His piles of clutter morphed into paper glaciers set adrift upon a carpeted expanse.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Untitled (No. 57)

This moment is marked by the weight of pulmonary matters.

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Untitled (No. 56)

Subsequent excavations revealed the gentle beast within.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Untitled (No. 55)

Marmalade just doesn't cut it.

Monday, February 11, 2008

Untitled (No. 54)

She had an uncanny resemblance to a solar eclipse.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Untitled (No. 53)

Your words begat harmless projectiles ricocheting back to their source.

Saturday, February 9, 2008

Untitled (No. 52)

One by one your morals come crashing down.

Friday, February 8, 2008

Untitled (No. 51)

It's sort of like that feeling you get when your face is bludgeoned.

Thursday, February 7, 2008

Untitled (No. 50)

Inverted umbilical stumps reference extra-celestial origins. 

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Untitled (No. 49)

We're addicts for reality smacks.

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Untitled (No. 48)

There's no time like never.

Monday, February 4, 2008

Untitled (No. 47)

We often pirouette to the rhythm of cracked knuckles.

Sunday, February 3, 2008

Untitled (No. 46)

He received a quaint refreshment from the breath she exhaled.

Saturday, February 2, 2008

Untitled (No. 45)

Alternating imagery drifts the inner eye towards solemn resolve.

Friday, February 1, 2008

Untitled (No. 44)

It's similar to the double-barrelled pleasure delivered from the mouth of babes.