Things that are soft and threadbare, things that are warm and worn. Things that are silent, delicate. The feel of a clock tick surrounded by rush of quiet. The sound of bright sun on a windowsill. I know there will always be people who want to leaf through an old book because it's beautiful; there will always be people who know what it's like to be dirty as an act of love to others. May they all be an example to us.
Favourite genre of music: Classical (Russian Romantic Era)
Favourite photographer: Ansel Adams (currently)
Favourite style of art: Naturalistic Figurative
Operating System: OSX
Shell of choice: Conch
Skin of choice: Moisturized
Favourite cartoon character: Calvin/Hobbes