Month: May 2012
It will always finish clean
dreamland
balancing the world
sometimes it’s hard to see
when our cheeks are wet
and the storms inside our hearts won’t let our heads forget
that this is part of a life
a chapter in the book
that’s where one day we’ll sit back down and take a look
awake
sleeping
daisy’s heart
daisy’s secret
time
I mean it must be high or low
but you know I know when it’s a dream
tiny bug on wild strawberry flower
feels like winter
coil pot swirl
the last sunset?
There’s a storm coming in
playing with pot
juliet
breaking waves
coiled dish, carved
chasing sunsets
hosta
coil pot, carved
give me your eyes of blue
Oh how real those roses seem to be…
for the girl who watches sunsets
the day
lazy ways
cherry blossom II
confusion + time 