I don’t say, “And you used to make art and like boys and talk to horses and pull the moon through the window for my birthday present.”
b0980723441цитирует2 года назад
I don’t say, “And you used to make art and like boys and talk to horses and pull the moon through the window for my birthday present.”
b0980723441цитирует2 года назад
I don’t say, “And you used to make art and like boys and talk to horses and pull the moon through the window for my birthday present.”
Marijaцитирует5 месяцев назад
The assignment was to do another self-portrait. I went abstract, as in: blob. Degas had dancers, I have blobs. Broken, glued-together blobs. This is my eighth.
Marijaцитирует5 месяцев назад
Rain in December brings with it an unforeseen funeral (It rained most of the December before she died.)