A sketch for my grandmother, without whom I would have been unable to go to nyc.
A sketch for my grandmother, without whom I would have been unable to go to nyc.
NAVINAERYS TEIDNOI
attempt at a self-portrait from memory in 20th century German Lit.
my handwriting is about to fall from being barely-legible to chicken scratch.
ear is weird but I shouldn’t point that out
breakfast
listening to Devendra Banhart in the studio today
(Source: dotsea)