Don't look up

Today i wrote a letter to a penpal. As i woke up three geese passed the window flying home for the winter. And i attended a lecture last night by Arun Ghandi. Still don't feel peaceful. I feel like punching my mattress till i run out of breath. Is that nonviolent? It's only a mattress.

Proof that

Sand gets everywhere.
Asking my dad for pictures of the sky from Vietnam, Australia, wherever he is at the moment.
Thomas Hardy...Brothers Grimm...Virginia Woolf. Connecting them. There's so much coincidence. And it's reassuring. I feel like I'm on the right track.
Quite Bedraggled.
Red.

Term has started again. Yes it's all very confusing. But great.

Two Amaing Installations

1.
2.
1.Roger Hiorns
2.Leandro Erlich

I wish i could see them

train along

This bridge makes travelling so great. We go at lunchtime. We bring it with us. The lunch. And we're just in the middle of laying it out on the table we managed to get when we come out from the station and train along over the water.

Drawing

All About Lily Chou-Chou

Dil'se sign

I drew it.

The Secret Garden

I love this book. I love this book cover.