Welcome to the last year of this textual/visual diary. Exploring words, spaces and aesthetics. 

BLOOM

BLOOM

"There are times, my darling, that you'll be a flower slow to bloom. Your bud will stay tight shut, but not because you're not ready for the world ... but simply because the world is not quite ready for you."

Bloom / A new poem I wrote.

Emilie @ Heartbreak Management.

A WARM GLASS OF MILK

A WARM GLASS OF MILK

ZEBRA

ZEBRA