
Ty Webb
"Stop thinking. Let things happen."
Viewing a subject though a semiotic lens — in order to ascertain not only what it means, but how.
"Stop thinking. Let things happen."
Performative lounging.
She is wisdom, love, joy.
“Don’t be fooled into thinking there has to be a reason for everything.”
“Uh-oh! A painful sore throat? Not now!"
Otto will transcend the far too limiting punk-hippie dichotomy.
“People say, you know, I’m an idiot or something."
“When we don’t feel 100%, we rush to find relief."
The hardboiled protagonist has developed a sentimentality-proof exoskeleton.
“Heavy boots of lead / Fills his victims full of dread."
A swaggering, celebratory approach to Men's Personal Luxury.
Blursday the fortyteenth of Maprilay.
A chastened, bewildered, deeply grateful vector of southern-fried redemptive forces.
How to talk to people 10,000 years in the future.