I used to carry this poem around with me, written on the inside of a notebook. It had one soul purpose to me and that was to indulge my self pitying and sorrowful anguishes, we all so often feel and endure like martyrs of the soul!!

So, i am going to produce a series of self portraits, placed on to backgrounds i have also photographed which will emphasize the words and the image. For example: "conceit that kills us" image of myself smoking on a decaying background.