Sunday, October 7, 2007
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- halloween x-ray window!
- block rose
- between the click of a light..
- 'this terrible roadtrip art is called..' by visiti...
- this self-portrait is elf-like
- surely this view is better through the television
- oh god, this ufo is so terrible i can't even look ...
- can you tell this is a unicorn?
- my name is kiki.. gimmie some coffee!
- the full moon
- over the mountain pass
- this be a pirate's room
- fantasy nightmare
- blind contour of my right hand
- before the color of fall eats it up in preparation...
- the color of your eye
- the hummingbirds
- a visitor
- turning gold
- the lillies
- the frame
- orange juice moon
- contour view 3
- contour view 2
- contour view 1
- grass glass morning dew
- i feel lightheaded for you
- i feel lightheaded
- birds carry this message
- our apartment building
- we eat (love) it up: purple, peanuts and rain
- within the rear view mirror
- in the morning we notice
- a late flight through the hills
- passing the middle
- resting on a castle made of rock
- we start out on the road
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5 comments:
Is EVERYONE welcome? What a lovly place. I would like to become a tenant here some day soon. Are there any music rooms in the basement or patios on the roof?
I Eat This.
Good Job Us.
This place is MADE from music. And yes, everyone is welcome.. Even the grumpy penguin nanny who'd rather be at the bar.
When I visited this wondrous abode, the flower market was in full blossom, and there was a joyous clatter amongst all the passersby. The flowers seem to breath more deeply here than anywhere else I've gone to buy my powdered color, flower potions. It is as though the blooms take pride in the daily trade. And the most amazing thing was the group that came to trade their elephant for a mountain of plumeria, rose, and bougainvillea granules. How could they have carried it all back home without their elephant's help? They must have been drunk on the pollen ale that they sell there in the market.
Were you around when the penguins got out of control? I heard something about this, but it is still a mystery to me.
i was not around. i was flirting with the owner of the hot red car. i imagine the nanny was beside herself.
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