narrative visual artist


the forever cupcake

while sleeping in the ancestral cottage, i had a vision of a giant white octopus, most unassuming.  it gently--with care only equal by its size--picked a random person with purposeful arm and carried him pleasently out to sea. the fellow's friends hardly seemed to notice.  its name came to me as a flash of writing on a wall:
the forever cupcake.

Laura Sturm