I was experimenting today.
The medicine for the back pain makes me feel like I have this cloud over my eyes. I can’t wait to get off of it.
– trace by trace –
sometimes I paint myself as a cloud
sometimes as a tree..‘
"Assim como o universo somos inconstantes e infinitos a serem descobertos."
surmising with aplomb and nary remorse
An illustrated travel magazine by Victor Tribunsky.