Knowing Me Knowing You
Does it seem that we’re in a cycle again? The one where everything old is new again? It feels like that right now. It’s happening in fashion, in design (in all its guises). I get that way with (more…)
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Does it seem that we’re in a cycle again? The one where everything old is new again? It feels like that right now. It’s happening in fashion, in design (in all its guises). I get that way with (more…)
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Have you ever sat so close to a fire that smoke’s got in your eyes? It stings and your eyes water profusely. And yet, we can love the warmth of the fire more than (more…)
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Survival is an interesting modus operandi. It’s odd really because at the heart of a situation is a softness that can somehow gets lost in the translation. I often wonder (more…)
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Call me simple but most of the time I don’t get pettiness. It looks like a waste of energy to me and it’s so projective. I’ve often wondered (more…)
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There’s a dragonfly flying into the wind right in front of the window where I’m writing. The energy it must be expending to do that makes me tired watching. It got me thinking about (more…)
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