Not a good day at the pasting table.
Its all looking too tight, forced, its not doing what I want it to do,
Feeling moderate to high levels of frustration and rage.
I need help. What would Henry do?
I turn to “Henry Darger” by Klaus Biesenbach and find the page that makes me feel better:
Diary entry April 16 1968
“Had trouble again with twine. Mad enough to wish I was a bad tornado. Swore at God.”
If Henry can carry on then so can I.
