A pair of blackened eyes look out to into the darkness of the night, welcomed only by infinity and emptiness.

It’s not uncommon for her kind to kill themselves after a few centuries. The isolation from humanity can be too excruciating for those still holding on to some semblance of their past life. 

Zenobia looks on regardless, curiosity feeding the hope that maybe one day a purpose will reveal itself.

The former force of Zeus. Zenobia cast into darkness.  


whatimustdo ha contestado a tu publicación: You stumble down the boulevard Of neon encrusted…

O Brandon! People do indeed never understand.

I’m using this song as the introduction for my paper on the coexistence of resident vegas and tourist vegas as separate yet dependent spheres. haha. oh, Brandon! I swear, I wish I could just turn in this album and be like “Here, here is everything I’m trying to say. Plus, its pretty sounding.”

"I’ve had girls throw themselves on me, but you’re different. Unique." 

Adonis was to the left of me in my bed, looking out the window to the downtown lights. The words floated in the air, this kind of knowledge and self acceptance of being born intoxicatingly gorgeous. 

And then, of course, the poison at the end of his sentence. The half-truth. Desire led me to the most bizarre of places, it led me to accept his emotionally taxing presence. But calling me unique? 

I’ve heard it all before. We’re all the same.  

He left at 2 am, promised me he’d call in the morning.
I never heard from him again.  

Incredibly productive shoot!! I’m tempted to paint these incredibly late in the game!   

I used to be a promoter, I’d walk beautiful women through the doors and get paid generously to do it.

That’s in the past now.

These days, I still get women to walk through doors, but it’s to private luxury lofts owned by wealthy eternals that then feed on their youth. Promoting is the only thing I know how to do…

I feed too. I’ve gotta live after all. 


I recently had one of the smoothest photo-shoots of my thesis. They were so emotionally and compositionally powerful that I feel like sharing them would be a good idea on What I Must do, especially since PLEASE DON’T GET BORED OF ME is coming to somewhat of a close on May 4th.  

And in many ways, I feel like the photos are so much more powerful than the paintings. Maybe that details my personal weaknesses as an artist, (for now!) 

I am, everyday, a little more Ashley Vegas.