My All-Time Favorites would be the heavenly signs that appear when I am not in a good state of knowingness.
I broke out into laughter the first time I saw these twisted cauliflowers.
I have very lucid dreams of being in my natural habitat of an infinite waterbody all the time, almost like an escape from the land-locked world.
The animal farm I lived in:
Here are some of my fellow compatriots, some lived more equal than others.
Here is a glimpse into the place in my inner world, which you can easily enter by viewing the A Card A Day I did in January.
There is the real, and there is the appearance. It appears that my place in the world is in front of plates of food – mostly cakes.
There is a place in the world where I have absolutely no business to be in, yet it feels so solidly comfortable, some place where I feel I belong.
The bull horns is just a case in point that I can now appreciate the beauty of nature as it is, without judgement that this is creepy, that is scary, those are morbid, etc.
Our buses are pretty much mobile billboards, but this obtrusive one takes it up a brand new level.
Wine-tasting exercises averaging 25 types a sitting (or standing) is bound to have any person wear her heart on the sleeve.
Took me a while to figure what kind of lines can astonish. I am pleasantly surprised to recall one such line – a Roman aqueduct in Segovia!
Want to watch me throw a tantrum about lines? Fine. Here are the pics of the unhappiest part of my life.