A caver with a graphic design problem explores the world and shares her useless knowledge.
After the last piece of breakdown falls all is quiet. The celestial partners of the day and night perform their dance across the sky. And the world above speeds by with the noisy chatter of life. The epoch below is untroubled, equable - years slip by with the steady rhythmic count of drips and drops and tiny soft splashes.
posted by Brina Bat @ 3/18/2010 11:28:00 AM
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I am a TAG caver, artist, graphic designer, archaeologist, letterpress printer, Florida native, word crack addict, B&W photography ogler, picture taker, soundtrack listener, OCD recycler, tree hugger, creative writing dabbler, ticket collector, forest hiker, letter writer, garden planter, DragonCon go-er, lover of modern design and architecture, glass half full, not over till its over, the best is yet to come kinda person. MACs over PCs, tea over coffee (unless there's a lot of sugar & creamer involved), sweet over unsweet, silver over gold, Summer over Winter, and dogs over cats. Not to say that's all that defines me. That's the tip of my iceberg. Read on and take a peek at what's below the surface.
My candle burns at both ends
It will not last the night
But oh my friends and ah my foes
It gives a lovely light!
~Edna St. Vincent Millay
Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid sideways, champagne in one hand - strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "WoooHoooo!! - What a Ride!"
1 Comments:
Great picture. What state is that cave in?
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