Saturday, February 25, 2017

Wednesday, February 8, 2017


Every night, working on a play about mad king Caligula, playing deadly mind games with his advisors, inflicting chaos on his people, venal, psychopathic and repulsive, I am reminded of the great bloated wart hog now sitting in the imperial court of the US. Oh woe. Here is a bust of Caligula depicted in its original colors


Every night, working on a play about mad king Caligula, playing deadly mind games with his advisors, inflicting chaos on his people, venal, psychopathic and repulsive, I am reminded of the great bloated wart hog now sitting in the imperial court of the US. Oh woe. Here is a bust of Caligula depicted in its original colors

Every night, working on a play about mad king Caligula, playing deadly mind games with his advisors, inflicting chaos on his people, venal, psychopathic and repulsive, I am reminded of the great bloated wart hog now sitting in the imperial court of the US. Oh woe. Here is a bust of Caligula depicted in its original colors

Every night, working on a play about mad king Caligula, playing deadly mind games with his advisors, inflicting chaos on his people, venal, psychopathic and repulsive, I am reminded of the great bloated wart hog now sitting in the imperial court of the US. Oh woe. Here is a bust of Caligula depicted in its original colors

Back to work.

Back to work.

Wednesday, February 1, 2017

I dreamt that David Bowie came by for a visit. "I thought you were...ahem...dead"."Oh yeah. We set that up to fool this stalker who wanted to kill me." says he. Then we all went out, Bowie, Bruce, me and many others. What can I do about my dreams, Sister Midnight?

I dreamt that David Bowie came by for a visit. "I thought you were...ahem...dead"."Oh yeah. We set that up to fool this stalker who wanted to kill me." says he. Then we all went out, Bowie, Bruce, me and many others. What can I do about my dreams, Sister Midnight?