December 13, 2025
365 days. Day 347.
if I put it off until later pause for consideration perhaps it will not be the ugly pile of impossibility it looks like right now if I simply allow it to simmer like stock cook it down a bit reduce until it’s sticky like honey then perhaps the putrid spray of failure might not stain my clothing ruin my shoes cling to my hair might instead smell sweet less like failure and more like possibility and perhaps the wall will crumble on its own without having to move a single brick
photo by Scott Horn


Scott had a for beauty, sometimes odd or different from other people. Upon seeing his portfolio at his memorial, I got to see some of his best work.