Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Fire and Picnic Basket

First Day: I tried to build a fire in my studio, but hadn't opened the flue. Studio filled up with black smoke. Ran through the woods. John came and opened the flue. The fire had already burned itself out by then, the only thing having caught fire being the bunched up balls of newspaper. Luckily I don't even know how to start a proper fire. John calls me Firestarter.

1 comment:

James said...

saw your piece in the new issue of elimae. it was good, i liked it. congrats!