Some quick cleaning before I launch back into this fully. I'm only rushing because I've got avocadoes that need to be guacamole and I can hear them ripening. so, ummmmm..... the apocalypse.

The birds and the ex-acto work made me think of you or Cornell.

I'd never heard of Ramon Casas, but this image brought me to a halt...

pixelated cross-stitchings.

more soon. The anticipation of guacamole is too much to bear.
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