I had woken up early one morning to take care of some delicate business. When I returned home, I discovered I was out of coffee... except for some leftover instant coffee from a bad decision years back. Reluctant but needy, I soured some up, grabbed some old books, and relaxed on the back porch.
Coffee. A metaphor. Addictive reality. Subjective & positioned with everyday items to allow for interpretive contemplation.
Read more about the project at https://www.markvroush.com/nft
Coffee... let it be written
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Coffee... let it be written
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I had woken up early one morning to take care of some delicate business. When I returned home, I discovered I was out of coffee... except for some leftover instant coffee from a bad decision years back. Reluctant but needy, I soured some up, grabbed some old books, and relaxed on the back porch.
Coffee. A metaphor. Addictive reality. Subjective & positioned with everyday items to allow for interpretive contemplation.
Read more about the project at https://www.markvroush.com/nft