She sliced like a knife through everything




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how fresh, how calm, stiller than this of course,
the air was in the early morning;
like the flap of a wave;
the kiss of a wave;
chill and sharp and yet solemn,
feeling as she did, standing there at the open window,
that something awful was about to happen;
looking at the flowers,
at the trees with the smoke winding off them;
standing and looking

"I prefer men to cauliflowers"

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experimenting with paper cut outs,
new sketches and prints (really!)
 coming soon

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experimenting with my G10 camera,
loving my YSL tributes,
best gifts ever

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flowers that dont die

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my window upstate

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sunday morning reading,
 mrs dalloway

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