Paul Boccaccio

art that screams at you if you move: it’s like having a child

my painting, “haunted aunty ghostbird,” is extremely for sale. feathers of flour/oil slurry on cotton shirt stretched over stapled boards

my favorite part of my coworker’s tech support call is when he said, “ok, ok, right. well, people move on…”

@realvalnolan the earth is a spooky disco hovering over the void

“I particularly like it when the fog is thick, the street Is like a hole in an old coat, and the light is brown as laudanum…”