I have this one week of straight chillen with a little bit of working thrown in there.
I am enjoying doing nothing

CRAFT SHOW

woodcut

“Eat, eat gold, Christian;” And the more ill-treat and disgrace them with knives made of flint, some cut off an arm, some a shoulder, others a leg, and then roasting it on the embers, eat it, dancing and singing, suspending the bones in their temples, or in the houses of their chiefs, as trophies of victory.”

Girolamo Benzoni. First Images of America: Indians of the Colombia-Pariama coast pouring molten gold into Spaniards before eating them. 1572. History of the New World. Vol. 49. Hakluyt Society, 1857.

I have my new old bike in working order (thanks josh!) It is beautiful and i feel like a real lady of leisure while riding it.
I really like riding by myself, i think i'm good company.
oh, well things happen for a reason don't they.

Here is a beautiful cheeky little picture.

Eduard Manet, Le Dejeuner sur L’Herbe, 1863.

Daily bike ride spring time.

Just in case you wanted to know what song plays through my head everyday on my bike.

i want to throw out a bunch of things, too many things in my room bringing me down.
i need to let go, i need to declutter.
Physical objects and my surrounding seep into my head space and makes it harder for my thoughts to move freely.
The air feels gross right now and i really really dont want to go to class

DINOSAUR EGGS MEAN EASTER

DINOSAUR EGGS MEAN EASTER