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Monday, February 16, 2015. This image series was photographed in Denmark at an old gaswork. I found the place full of little details and oddities, which pulled me into a. Strange and wonderful world of my imagination. It is this world that I have tried to capture on these 20 pictures. Monday, February 16, 2015. Friday, September 26, 2014. I did some animation for a theater production recently. More information here at their website. Friday, September 26, 2014. Friday, June 14, 2013.
191;Qué significa para ti el silencio? 191;Y su ausencia? Dijous, 6 de març de 2014. La casa donde nace el sol. Seguramente seria un crío y ya flotaba en el ambiente de casa esta canción. Recuerdo escuchar versiones de Joan Baez. Y la mas famosa, la de Animals. En nuestras tierras tuvimos en castellano la versión de Lone Star. Cuando quise tocar la guitarra, esta fue la primera canción completa que aprendí. Siempre presente en los cancioneros populares. There Is A House In.
Monday, December 12, 2011. At least, not after going through my old screenshots from Endless. Enough of this rambling on, click on through and join me as I show-and-tell some select screenshots. Who remembers the good old days of the Admins being active and not emotionally crushed by the community? Speaking of v.
Once upon a time, in the hills of Appalachia, a brother married his sister . This is just the ramblings and rants of a writer whose purpose in life is to make people smile. Drop in, and then drop a line to the Fishman. Wednesday, August 10, 2005. Moving is a pain in the yang. much like about a billion other things that seem to have appeared in my apartment.
Thursday, September 29, 2005. Romance Can be a Hair Raising Experience. But thanks to one of my birthday presents, I am now prepared. Romance from your man is always a nice touch. That is until it becomes flammable. Sit back and read my little experience. Yes, I hear the oompa loompas singing in the background as well.
I have been banished from the slopes, enslaved by economics. An adept social chameleon, but less adept at hiding my growing interest in you. Perhaps I get caught watching you a bit too long, lost in the thought of how your hair must smell, how those lips must taste. Fare thee well, old friend think of me in that re. Easy adverisity and your abyss. Love, love is a verb. Nobody,not even the rain, has such small hands.