weird contrast
it's a little after 7 AM and the sun outside is
making the bark on all of the trees turn orange
and the sky is blue
weird contrast
I don't want to talk to people today
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celia hildreth
"I would like my pictures to look as if a human being had passed between them, like a snail, leaving a trail of the human presence and memory trace of past events as the snail leaves its slime." - Francis Bacon
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