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Saturday, June 9, 2012. Went to Art Melbourne on 25. 12 and was pleasantly surprised by a few of the exhibits. Many of the artists were present and happy to talk about their work. Also loved these very precise and psychedelic interiors by Grant Anthony Cohen. Sunday, May 6, 2012.
Landscape architecture, landart, paysages, garden design, photography, art. Landscape Architecture, Landart, Garden Design, Photography and Art. Landscape Architecture, Landart, Garden Design, Photography and Art. curves, lines, stone and Kingdom vegetal, this is the love story I want to speak of. And for this I would like to have the ability to Rock your Garden! Jul 9, 2012. Did I get you into my world? Luis Mo.
Forgot Password or Username? Deviant for 8 Years. This is the place where you can personalize your profile! By moving, adding and personalizing widgets.
Wednesday, January 29, 2014. A Little Snow Humor 2014 Edition. In other words, the average local meteorologist is clueless. However, I have found a great, accurate source for weather - DT from wxrisk. He actually reads models and makes EDUCATED, accurate forecasts- only source I trust! So please take this in fun and I hope you get a good laugh from it.
So, on an unusually sunny afternoon, what better to have stumbled upon than a plethora of eye-poppingly scintillating. Created by designer Jas Sandhu and business partner Rukmani Singh, the label, aptly named Mitandio. With their collection of unique prints.
Exploring the world with Curtis and Peggy Mekemson. The Bush Devil Ate Sam Reviews. Grand Canyon Odyssey, Part I The Wilderness Cure. The Grand Canyon is a world treasure. Once, I even rode a mule into the Canyon. The mule carried me over the trail you can see right front center. By evening I had driven down the east side of the Sierras and made my way into Death Valle.
Friday, August 10, 2012. Its all mind and bone. Why have you consumed me. Taking every realm of thought? Why do you live in the future. Cut off from what is norm. You tell me what I cannot do. And encourage bad thoughts to form. Yet when I sleep, you disappear. You stumble out my ears. And the loss of all my fears. But every morning its the same. You crawl to where you were. To nestle in your usual seat.