About
Im the guy who notices the little things the crooked sign, a missing button, continually looking for comedic inspiration in every action, dialogue, thought. Seeing the world differently because of a focus on the less than obvious, the little, the forgettable. A strive for originality in a world where seemingly everythings been done before. Never settling for less. Always a little bummed that I didnt get a decent shot at Audrey Hepburn. Continually jotting down notes, ideas that usually dont amount to anything. Tea, tattoos, sleep, and beards. Always remembering being four years old and decorating my fathers bed with nail polish and a gallon of milk, with him still in it. Recalling how he was not pleased. Occasionally writing with my left hand, though mainly in lowercase because it looks better. Originality with no regards to solidarity. A psychopath on a vagabond voyage of comedic chaos.
With love and rage,
Graves
Im the guy who notices the little things the crooked sign, a missing button, continually looking for comedic inspiration in every action, dialogue, thought. Seeing the world differently because of a focus on the less than obvious, the little, the forgettable. A strive for originality in a world where seemingly everythings been done before. Never settling for less. Always a little bummed that I didnt get a decent shot at Audrey Hepburn. Continually jotting down notes, ideas that usually dont amount to anything. Tea, tattoos, sleep, and beards. Always remembering being four years old and decorating my fathers bed with nail polish and a gallon of milk, with him still in it. Recalling how he was not pleased. Occasionally writing with my left hand, though mainly in lowercase because it looks better. Originality with no regards to solidarity. A psychopath on a vagabond voyage of comedic chaos.
With love and rage,
Graves