From the 2016 Collection "Nickels and Dimes" Artwork by Matei Tigareanu https://www.instagram.com/ma.tei/
From the 2016 Collection "Nickels and Dimes" A collection of Juvenilia Artwork by Matei Tigareanu https://www.instagram.com/ma.tei/
The only thing you can prove is how crazy you are. It’s the best defense. Where was I going with this? I don’t know.
I hear now a raucous party in the… Recognizable party tracks fun and… Laughter, joviality, intoxication… With the advent of unseasonal heat… the moment of festival and mating
Nothing is all I ever wanted, now I’ve got it all! Careful! Lest I become a braggart… From nowhere it’s a hard fall.
Praise those who sit and wait for nothing. Who sit still and know they are owed nothing. On the mat each inhalation
A Sacred Site is the ultimate emblem, a trophy of the horizon’s finitude… No better a final gate, no more wiser a runway,
The choir of the saints is heartle… They’ve parried happiness a lifeti… seeking only the old earth, the marsh of the meek— where earnest suffering
One of God’s tricks is, similar to Michael Jordan, It sinks a three-pointer with 1.2 seconds left on the clock,
Trees poke from the earth like the mummified hands of the martyrs. Buried alive, they strained with last breath
As a child I saw the meaning in n… I beheld the color code. I would dream of my bed whirling, I would feel my bed spinning. To take a birth here is a hard fal…
Don’t bother with worry, this isn’t me crying to you all. I am crying to the scribe in the w… who’ll take this story and mount i… upon a medium, a tape, a film,
It’s not so easy anymore, a few beers won’t topple me. Twelve hours will mend me. I am boxing a balloon, humping a leg—
Pretend like your hell is the new normal. Now the space is calm, and poignant, and telling.
He wouldn’t budge to show me what’s a hard heart, my own heart was closed if it was closed to him. Maharajii said,
I imagined every venerable thing b… from being beaten until I had no b… and living in utter desolation, po… to having tangible things, good ta… Land and Gold.
Blameless is the working man Who can tell him, ‘put aside your drink!’ And what do I do but lay pavers?