"in.na"

Variation of image, directly below. More and more I add text - partly as graphics - and I make communciation less legible. Confessions, free associations, hushed thoughts.

Years ago I entered Tower Records in Manhattan and imagined what it would sound like if all the CDs in the store were played at once. We are living in a world with too much and too little information.

Summer is ending, days shorter despite the heat. Neighborhood pansies, so gorgeous in April, are now withering.

Draft.