Thinking about traveling and becoming a self employed publisher.
I perceive the world in fragments. It is somewhat like being on a very fast train and getting glimpses of things in strange scales as you pass by. A person can be very, very tiny. And a billboard can make a person very large. You see the corner of a house or you see a bird fly by, and it’s all fragmented. Somehow, in painting I try to make some logic out of the world that has been given to me in chaos. I have a very pretentious idea that I want to make life, I want to make sense out of it. The fact that I am doomed to failure — that doesn’t deter me in the least.
Grace Hartigan (via observando)
Know where you stand.
I. Am. So. Lucky.
The fact that Sam is all cuddled up to me resting sweetly is adorable.
I can’t help but feel home run through all of my veins when the touch of her skin embraces mine.
Sometimes I wear button ups.
Lovely picture taken by:
IT IS SO BEAUTIFUL OUTSIDE.
Telluride | CO
I didn’t like my name until you said it.