Pierce The Veil

Words fail me a lot of the time. Preconceptions and misconceptions about who and what I am (or anything, really) piss me off enough to strike me mute and most times, when confronted by a moron (all too often a client), I just make a thin smile, nod my head and softly say, "riiiight". Then I come home (or hang up the phone) and make things like the pretty (and not so) pictures and little sites you'll find growing below. -Leigh

Cooliosity

dotcomcooliosityoramaness: A dotcommie extravaganza from way back in the year 2000. The pin that deflates my head when I find the superdesigner cloak begin to trap the air between my ears; a night in the life of the now receeded web celeb industry; a take on an event attended to celebrate the recognition of the Mac Daddy that turned into a gob-smacking piss-take of self importance. Gape »

Spell

A Spell On You: A dozen tiny fits and spells created under duress during a partially self-imposed confinement in my own head while living in Nashville, Tennessee in prehistoric (by web standards) 1999. Timely, dark little windows painted on cell walls behind eyelids without the joy of Benito leaping up and down, pointing and shouting "finestra! finestra!" Duck »

Babywait

Hurry On Baby: All the love and anticipation that couldn't be expressed by this childless mother for Diana and Jeff and the new baby we celebrated in an office in the Graybar Building high above the whispering spot in Grand Central Station one hot and hazy recent summer [circa 2000]. Gaze »

Box Under My Bed

In Night Garden: Personal photo albums are causing great waves of horror to sweep across the sitting rooms of their owners all over the world even as you read this. A few of these tiny little excursions into hell's waiting room may be welcome if the victims are examining the details in every photo, immersing themselves in the expressions in every pair of eyes (even when they contradict the camera smiles) and delighting in digging into the past of the owners of the heinous, yawn-inducing instruments of torture. Root »