mercredi 18 février 2009

like a dream

storm king in the fall. brown leaves were everywhere. a stone spoke to you and you shared its language with me. we rode the trolley with the old people and quickly realized our mistake. it started raining and didn't stop for a very, very long time.

(this little tree is just like the ones we saw at the museum of art and design. truly truly amazing).

there, feel better?

(image from yuken teruya)

Aucun commentaire: