I may not be an artist, but I'll make something here goddammit

Welcome

It's me

No name feels quite right in a space like this.
But look around long enough and you'll find some in more appropriate places.

I program. And I read. I like to make little things when I can focus enough to manage it. I hope one day I'll make something wonderful. And if I do, I'll put it here, safe and sound.

Happy you feel as you climb up along its ears, almost falling into its cavernous mouth, to the belly-summit and look out over the pink woolen landscape of the rabbit's body, a country dropped from the sky; ears and limbs sneaking into the distance; from its side flowing heart, liver and intestines.

Happily in love you step down the decaying corpse, through the wound, now small like a maggot, over woolen kidney and bowel.

Happy you leave like the larva that gets its wings from an innocent carcass at the roadside.

Such is the happiness which made this rabbit.

- Hase