Once I did this stonelitography. It was at a time when I felt my ears was growing, as if they where taking in other dimensions. And maybe they where. They felt like cooking, hot, deep inside, and they felt blocked, as if full of porridge. This feeling has followed me since.
onsdag 22 juli 2009
The Princess with the ear
Once I did this stonelitography. It was at a time when I felt my ears was growing, as if they where taking in other dimensions. And maybe they where. They felt like cooking, hot, deep inside, and they felt blocked, as if full of porridge. This feeling has followed me since.
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