
2025 February Dead Skin




Will be glued back to back with the green one below in bricks

While I was ignoring this joint while not painting in Michigan WordPress beheaded the second avatar that haunted the first for weeks though I followed instructions including clicking the vital save button, best surprise of this week, the last time I fuck with the avatar until the next time I do

Archiving these recent hexjeff’s against my tendency to forget to. All are gouache and acrylic ink infused in clear elmers glue, the two rimmed with painters tape part of a project I’m betting won’t see completion (and are now glued to each other, and I need write about that if only to myself in tablet with pencil, Jeff), the above (which may or not be glued to the below because the below has competition) has pencil (and if there’s a monologue associated with any of these it’s the above and will be or not at the sho(i)u(t)ty place)





First two after the two week hiatus, I didn’t realize how much I missed it until I started again and that alone makes the hiatus successful
It’d flashed but never tableted that while most of these meant to spin four-sidedly in your hands I always post here the one of four on each I like best and without fail that one is the one upside-down from the orientation of the hex when permanent compositional boundaries set: whatever I make, upside-down be best and makes me laugh, and that alone makes the hiatus successful



This version one, sopped post-photo, see what Sunday



Doesn’t exist as was above anymore. After debate, thankfully won by Fuck It (more often than not by lots Fuck It loses in many aspects of my life, many of those many loses valuable loss leaders in real life), I peeled off the yellow and blue masking tape though I thought this a good chapter one, much promise

Now that above the new above doesn’t exist does the pdf of what once existed count as an object now that no one can (not that anyone would) hold it, spin it, get fountain pen ink on the tips of fingers when you hold the edges to spin and flip over, and though you might see (but never hold, spin, get ink on your fingers) what I will glue to the back of the object that remains, *that* object will have no paste relationship to the above that no longer exists though it’s glued to what it was, yes or no, answer me, me
As for what remains on excellent cold press watercolor paper whose superior pigment absorption via rendered slaughtered horses’ hooves Fuck It if I fuck it up Fuck It if call it quits Fuck It does this poem exist, fuck yes



Right eye up left eye down




I am a hotter
mess than I know and I know
You have no idea
nor me about you
Painters tape doesn’t absorb
water, I’d forgot
I hadn’t tried it
since last night. I’m not taking
but tablet and pens
to Maine, I don’t
think of tablet as canvas
Jeff, fuckee, work that

Painters tape canvases starting now:


My right eye above had its painting tape ripped off and no longer exists but a facsimile does, scanned onto printer paper and cut to size and glued to the backside of what was my right eye and now is my left eye below to make a two-sided hexjeff, it’s not life but it’s not death exactly, yes?


Right eye above doesn’t exist anymore, left eye below does


