Collagraph 4
©1989 Craig Ashby
Collagraph

Collagraph 4 sees more nothing. A rosebud of an asshole of a piece. Thoughtless busy work shown in full form.

It’s what happens when you don’t try to engage me. I just shut down and go through the motions. Here is a boring piece to match how interested in your lackluster teaching skills. The list goes on and on.

Having lived around so many people not from the United States has made me painfully aware how fickle and American I am. We turn on a dime here in the states. In an instant my favorite show is over, my favorite artist or musician just over.

In other parts of the world this seems less so. They will stick with Paul McCartney to the bitter end. We know this will never happen here ever again. The ride to the top of popularity is over Paul.

On some level I love the savage flexibility of this. It’s harsh and you have to keep up. On another level this is a horrible approach to life.

Just imagine if I hadn’t been so fickle. Maybe this piece wouldn’t suck so hard. Maybe I would keep giving chances until I myself actually succeeded in getting the things I want and need.