Personal Scribbles


2008- 2010 some imgs from my personal blog.
(its all mixed in with boring unnecessary info over there, so here they are all together)












When I was little I always pictured clouds being sort of solid... and containing things.
I had these wild dreams in which the clouds were filled with fish, and when they moved around too much, it would rain.






The Sleeping Curse

I hate gyno trips.









they arouse my curiosity


wavy thingys


imperfection


Water color


blurry thoughts


retarded can