Friday, May 29, 2026

This Is My Space

 


I know that look; I know that stance. This chap might be in a shed surrounded by pots of this and jars of that, and I might be in my room, buried under piles of paper and layers of ephemera. The message is the same, however: "This might look like chaos to you, but I know where things are. This is my space. Keep out."



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