Talk to me, my stuff

Six months after the name went on the lease, my apartment sits clean for the first time in what seems like forever: the product of time to waste. And so here is a tour, not of rooms or walls or windows, but the borrowed, bought, and stole pictures, photos and frames that fill my mind-space.

Bulletin bruises: Me vs. Megan Fox, Jackson Pollock and Disco-Schtick

Thrifted treasure chest and green on greenery

Madam kitchen wall, found at Goodwill

Frames waiting for wall space, sunglass on display

Mum's abstracts, vintage suit carrying-case

Digital graffiti by Brian, gifted scarlett and Mr. Mcqueen at Holts

Niagara by tilt lens, magazine ad and thrifted frame