"We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations."

Anaïs Nin





Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Who’s someone you admire or look up to?

Thank you Frida, you really were a true wild woman...

1 comment:

Gerritnow said...

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