Because my biological clock is gender-neutralized, I have recently been plagued by a more pressing need to produce things that are born of the mind. I am not yet sure if this is driven by a fear of an anonymous death or a need to self express. However, I feel it constantly. Over the past year I’ve had a little luck with blogging and picture-taking, but neither has risen to the level of satisfactory. So tonight I’ve been thinking that I might try my hand at collage.

The problem with this is the same problem with my other sometimes-endeavor: pastiche. There is a fine line between re-appropriation and flat out copyright violation. However, as I am yet to have any real attention given to my other by-products, I’ve decided not to worry.