Coffee

‎"She wasn’t doing a thing that I could see, except standing there, leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together"

Final Three

For no other reason than these are the most recent images in my pictures folder. Probably has something to do with the shift in weather, and the fact my throat is ripping it up at the moment.
Album Art
Engraving

When will it end. Will anything ever compare?

Life Fantastic

"It's how you envelope me between chaos and beauty"

Send Clarity

Satire Satyr

Sometimes being open to the new means being open to new interpretations of the old.

Fresh, new...

And now I have a bath.

Let go. Exhale. Breathe in the colours.

If I were to take acid right now it would split everything in half. Again. Into the past year and the upcoming year. It would melt twelve months that were productive and successful and full of wonderful people, stories, images and lessons into shades of grey and show me the path in front of me in a myriad of kaleidescopic colours and new perspectives.

Making way for the new and expansive

By packing away the past.

Rotating Ladies

Songstresses finding their way recently into my itunes: Margo Guryan, Madeleine Peyroux and Maggie Bjorklund. The similar expression on all their faces and the fact all their names begin with M is completely unintentional but a fantastic coincidence all the same.

Un-Sub-Con-scious

IM JUST SO DUCKING EXCITED

Christa Hughes just called me lovertits.

Kim Manfredi

"There is a separate entity of the landscape that exists in the human psyche...What is attached to each place is a time which has passed, that carries on through our memory. It is the constant reference that cannot be separated from the image - it is the landscape of the mind." - Brendan George Ko

Ill pay you in pie

Creative Departures Encouraged

Since 6:59am

Anoushkas hours in london as imagined by me on account of lack of actual information.
You unhappily married bike riding gambler, you.

Moustache moustache

"The fine gentleman exists Legion of Honour, exists moustache, that's all; how happy one must be to be nothing more than a Legion of Honour and a moustache and nobody sees the rest, he sees the two pointed ends of moustache on both sides of the nose; I do not think therefore I am a moustache."
- Jean Paul Sartre

Let me go instead

Should've sat down and said; I know what station you're getting off at and who you're going to see. Life's easier when you stop getting on that train.

For poppit

"Student: Guess what? I'm not coming to school tomorrow. Or Thursday. Or Friday. Or Monday. Or Tuesday. Or Wednesday. Or September. Know why? (pause) Cause muh name's Mike."

Happy Birthday Rainbow Girl