What I can tell you is Orris Butter, the essential oil derived from the Orris Root, was the signature scent of the 19th century dandy. It smells a bit like violet and vetiver, it smells good. 

I am interested in a random output from the life-sized pool of all the things that have ever influenced an individual, even the subconscious stuff and the seemingly meaningless stuff, and this random selection lending new meaning. Were it possible that it be truly random, it would be free of some societal conditioning or at least the privileging of some things over others. Someone recently referred to this as semiotic slipping. So anyhow, yeah I'm interested in this vast pool of stuff which relates to the self, the things that define us; we usually choose to express the ones that are socially accepted, like those that directly relate to our gender or culture. I'm interested in taking everything that you've experienced, putting it all together, mixing it up so it doesn't privilege any societal gender or culture norms and pulling stuff out in the order it falls in: a beard, lipstick, juice, afros, frogs, Krishna...and then saying OK, I'm gonna put these things on and let these things define me right now. What would that look like? (By most standards, it'd look like a crazy person, a 'fractured identity'.) What could it tell me about myself? What could it add to the self-expression conversation I've been having since I was old enough to consciously alter my appearance?             

Took a break from being harassed by children to go to Pennsylvania. I was out in the woods by myself with a cat. I spent most of my time there trying to convince the cat that I was OK. By the end, she tolerated me, but still wouldn't laugh at my jokes. When I wasn't attempting to cat-whisper, I did some other stuff:

It's really fun to make videos of driving around back roads listening to Donna Summers. I made like 7 of these. 

Some selfies. http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/positively-media/201304/selfies-narcissism-or-self-exploration

Stood in a river a lot. I like this time of year. The snow's melted, but everything is still dead. It's nice and sparse, almost like the desert, all the greenery that comes later in Spring feels like mother nature bragging. 

Almost gave up my rent money to buy this Amanita dining room set. Decided I'll build my own. 

^I'd live there. 

Here's some drawings I made during my stay. I've got like incurable aesthetic schizophrenia.

^White Buffalo Calf Woman

Rad ass video (I cried): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gvwHHMEDdT0

Galena Gardenia

I'm not sure what's going on here. It's inspired by a shamanic journey and a joke about liposuction from the comedienne Sommore.