Covered in glitter and crumbs. Waking up to maracas and fairy wings. Pockets full of rubber bands and dandelions. Buried under book piles. Dirty hands with homemade kombucha. Coffee in the rain. Waiting for that sacred scrap of silence.
Friday, August 03, 2007
Greg teaches Unity about graffiti art
Never too young!
1 comment:
Anonymous
said...
Way to go, Greg! I'll teach her about Diego Rivera and mural painting. She may as well supersize it while she's at it.
1 comment:
Way to go, Greg! I'll teach her about Diego Rivera and mural painting. She may as well supersize it while she's at it.
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