I was in Brooklyn under a viaduct waiting for a ride – a colorful school bus for crazy kids going to the Gratitude Migration Festival, when I met Andy.
° Mornings with Checo ° A house built for piano ° The Princess sauna, built from cob and beer bottles ° A view from the barn-house house ° The kitchen-house, decorated with pieces of Layna’s father’s rocking chair ° The barn-house and alarm-clocks on the doorstep ° Layna Today I share illustrations of a special story that has given me the strongest push for travelling with no limits and starting Stories in Drawings with the exhibitions at San Francisco Decompressions.
John changed his Facebook picture and it caught my attention so much, that I decided to write a story about him (that also means to draw).
Two last days of carrying wood on a shoulder up the hill on a crazy mountain road, I used the tip you several times reminded me – to keep the attention on the feet.
How I met Gregg Fleishman and got to know about his work is well described in article created by Syn Barron de Clearwater III.
I crochet today and the action inspired me to write about Elena, who had borrowed me the crochet hook and the string.