February 2012
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I sat outside of the bookstore Tuesday night. The air was warm; smelled of valley smog and orange blossoms, something I’ve always known. Someone was playing scales on a violin in the courtyard of the performing arts center. I was trying ineffectively to read. Kept thinking about how the violin is one of the most expressive instruments. And the piano. I have a reoccurring daydream featuring a...
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there is a sort of comfort in loneliness, in longing; a nobility in the quiet ways we look out at the sea or up to the stars.
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We are torn between nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and...
– Carson McCullers (via eastatlanta)
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vanzestrada asked: I have to thank you for introducing me to that Patrick Watson song "Sit Down Beside Me"... It's become one of my favorites :)
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Dearest followers
May I present to you my new art blog!
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