Blood

Stage blood

It is twenty years ago, and I am watching Tiffany, apple-faced and wholesome, holding a straight razor and standing in a bathtub filled with blood. “Are you okay? Do we need to stop?” Soaking wet in only a thin cotton […]

Twin Peaks

Art, sushi and David Lynch

It was 1989 and I was sitting at a sushi bar telling my father that I hated my job testing business software, and that, having just settled on the idea, what I really wanted to do was break into the […]