On Purpose (and Reinventing the Delusion)

I haven't written in a while. Once again life does what it does best! The last two weeks were full of desire to stay optimistic and to find relief from the strife of adulting. This means I let thoughts or impressions percolate for far too long. I need little interludes to process and unpack...

91718: to the time I held the guitar for three days when you departed.

I wanted to know why the hands stopped yearning for the strings they were caked bumps and callous patterns not the right kind of progressions not the desired ones yet underneath the stuttering grip and the delicate-less fumble of the fretless here I set beyond the waking hours with the deepest of needs before sunrise …

Progreso 5

Progreso 5. Trying to capture the tension between man and the land. I didn't think it would make sense to share this on Instagram. I like it here instead. Make art, make haste. -Jaime Alejandro