Rest in Starlight

Is it creepy that I like dead things?

It doesn’t freak me out to use a once-living thing’s skull as part of my art. Maybe I like acknowledging that we die, and it’s okay because it’s natural. Because we aren’t plastic. We decay and the moss consumes us, and in a hundred years some photographer appreciates that I lived and left my skull behind for them to photograph.

I wouldn’t mind.