21 November 2014
4 November 2014
Paintings on the wall
I really miss the scribble that artists create for the public eye and enjoyment. Sometimes I imagine that a magical person passes by a place, compiles an Abracadabra and pooof, the drawing is there. And sometimes there are not only drawings. And I imagine how he chose this place for me to walk by...
Enjoy...till the end because it's not an Abracadabra anymore...
Enjoy...till the end because it's not an Abracadabra anymore...
"God is a woman"
"Respect for the sex workers"
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