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Here's a dose of awesome for your Monday Morning Newsfeed.

 

The statement wall, the mid-century chairs, the antique glass on the coffee table: ‪#‎MondayMuse‬ for sure.

I prefer to double back on things, just to be certain.

I m wondering why

I wonder when the sun will shine

Wherere you goin? whereve you been?

proposal posters for a semester-long site-responsive project that i'm working on with a partner. we're finally building and installing this week! photos to come this weekend

In honour of my Dwight-ness. Too bad they left off the period.

Pentax MX

Ilford XP2

 

The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away

Shortly after, the resident Fire Chief makes an announcement. It was Arson and the

culprit is being led away in this photo....

ink on paper

28x40

4 available

price 50-

Let's not talk about religous freckles or gay presidents on christmas

Lakeland Dreadnaughts ready to make a statement in Polk County

I do love a Smart Meter - a pity that neither of our two meters communicate with Scottish Power.

drawn at drink and draw newcastle.

spleenal.blogspot.com

Sent to me from Gorgeous Statements

Antwerpen - Belgium 2008

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Jewelry for brides and all special occasions available at my etsy shop:

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fitness statement

ARTIST STATEMENT by MelOrchid

"The Hours Have Branches"

Time doesn't move in lines—it drips, scatters, pools in corners we weren't watching.

 

This piece emerged from winter evenings when the city felt both too close and impossibly far. The window becomes a membrane where interior and exterior negotiate their boundaries. Light doesn't illuminate here; it accumulates, gathering in clusters like conversations overheard but not understood.

 

I'm drawn to what persists at the edge of legibility. The branch intruding into the urban grid. The warmth that bleeds through cold glass. The way we mark time by what obscures our view of it.

 

Every city has a secret hour when it belongs to no one. This is a document of that hour.

 

Mixed media: archival print, encaustic, and mineral pigment on panel

Edition of 6 + 2 AP

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