miércoles, enero 19, 2011


A color is a flavor.

A month is purple.

Mostly a sound is pain.

Sometimes patterns are created when I think of people and places. I wish I could record those weird feelingsmellhear symphonies of my head.

This is Paris:

This is Toronto:

This is Mexico City:

Maybe sometime I'll try to draw people, or time.

Go figure:

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