miércoles, enero 19, 2011

synæsthesia

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: