colors that float like perfumes in the amber air

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in the sunset of dissolution, everything is illuminated by the aura of nostalgia

Out of the bosom of the Air
Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken,
Over the woodlands brown and bare,
Over the harvest-fields forsaken,
Silent, and soft, and slow
Descends the snow.
-- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow



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it is snowing heavily outside, a blizzard is brewing. and when the snow stops falling, the perfect winterscape. like a blanket covering the earth and removing its impurities. this is my favorite season and when it's over, i mourn for it's passing.

so i am sitting in my room and i have matt's flannel shirt draped around me. i can feel the warmth from it, his love. he sent me a lovely package consisting of sweet items and one of them is displayed here. yes, another wonderful drawing! it looks like a grecian artifact, as if he had went on a excavation and found this enchanting mask etched with ornate flowers. i was inspired by this and he inspires me in a way that can not be matched by anyone. the translation of one artform to another is exciting to me. One Lily's drawing of one of my photographs is an example.




love love love,
lisa

lost at sea drift to me

sharing my favourite things of the week as inspired by "heavenly creatures" :)



the mole has no consciousness, yet it burrows in a specific direction





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masculin feminin
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rose tinted sugar lip balm
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alice & wonderland mirror by flirtbuttons
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polaroid photographs
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unicorn heart necklace

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so soon, ends the first month of twenty-ten or is it two thousand and ten you say?
...vivre sa vie au jour le jour

this is a longing of the human heart

ただいま。



"Well, now that we have seen each other," said the Unicorn, "If you'll believe in me, I'll believe in you."



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now here is my secret, a very simple secret

my room is like a time machine that is taking me back to days of naivety and innocence. i find myself listening to a singles compilation from '97-'08 by the brilliant green. sitting here with these feelings, of nostalgia as though i never left. and then rediscovering the things i used to enjoy doing from a much needed massive cleansing of my room. in some respect, it is almost like a reflection of the world inside of me. i am mixing the old with the new.



i received that lovely drawing above from matt who i am missing very much right now. he says there will be many more to come. i am excited and this one will be hanging up in my bedroom once i find the right frame. it's even more special because i watched him draw everything, including the little details that often get unnoticed. those squid-like creatures were inspired by this diorama that we saw at the american natural history museum in nyc.

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lisa