Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)


2008-09-13_Chihuly 100

And these clocks keep unwinding
and completely ignore everything
that we hate or adore.
Once the page of a calendar is
turned it’s no more.
So tell me then, what was it for?
Oh tell me, what was it for?
— Bright Eyes, A Scale, A Mirror And Those Indifferent Clocks

Galerie Ravenstein

I used to be the bright one
Smart as a whip
Funny how you slip so far when
Teachers dont keep track of it
— The Dresden Dolls, The Perfect Fit