balanced precariously on a thin line between a brick wall and a shrub, is where you will find colibri.
wavering from raw untamed nature to inner city grime. from b-boy to shaman, graffiti art to cave paintings, djs spinning records to drum circles. living in a realm between dream state and waking reality.
serving as a vessel. a translator. a bridge from the ethereal dimension of imagination to the tangible existence of our everyday lives.
Hey Heather, sorry I didn't get to say good bye, but hopefully you get our invitation and we'll see you maybe at our wedding. Oh and say Hi To jorel for me.
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ah yes. i think i might let my hair dread up again. i miss my dreads.
Nice variety drawings! :)
awww Heather you left before i could say goodbye...awww you will be missed! but please keep in touch...and wheres your comic?
Hey Heather, sorry I didn't get to say good bye, but hopefully you get our invitation and we'll see you maybe at our wedding. Oh and say Hi To jorel for me.
wait, you don't have the Dreds anymore?!
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