Is that Charles I observing the Diwali dancers on stage?
A beautiful day in Trafalgar Square enjoying Diwali Festival.
A visit to the English Countryside near Long Melford with views that require no filters. #Lavenham #escapetothecountryside
Sometimes I wish I could light my thoughts on fire and watch them burn to black ash so I could sweep them away with my bare hand and wipe the residue on my jeans and wash the last of it away with bleach in my too small washer, but that’s impossible.
Lovers/haters/sticker vandals, you…complete…me
In my dreams I see reds and purples and blues as vividly as blacks and greys and whites. Sometimes yellows and greens stand out over the rest. When I was a young girl, someone told me that this was impossible, that our dreams were all in black and white. I decided I must have a Technicolor painter editing my dreams because the colors were what I remembered most when I awoke.
It could be graffiti, it could be art, but it reminded me of war, half baked, quickly executed, with unknown fallout…a disaster in black and polluted white.