siri hedengran

hmmm, 1982... all i remember is tears for fears songs, pink and green flashes, building forts in the backyard, swimming with sharks, fluttering around like a butterfly until i hit smack into a brick wall. reality began to enter into the... [more]

hmmm, 1982... all i remember is tears for fears songs, pink and green flashes, building forts in the backyard, swimming with sharks, fluttering around like a butterfly until i hit smack into a brick wall. reality began to enter into the mind. what is this i thought? i'm not sure if i've ever fully grasped the concept, yet i try. here a new door that feels totally lost from the land before, yet so enigmatic and poetic while so full of bits and pieces that make such a nice whole. i'm part of it, i suppose, one way or another, and i try to manage along the dotted lines, although i'm often floating miles away. art history degree, working on moving up the escalator to the next level. [show less]