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.
Tuesday, March 05, 2013
This weekend Unity and I were able to help my friend Megan work on assembling her zine. I haven't made a zine in a long time but it's still fun to fold and staple and sew together a collection of inspiring words and photos.