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The Rambling Prose of Late June
An early summer stream of consciousness. A divulgence of thought. Mind soup.
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Gurfa: All the Water You Can Hold
It’s no wonder that I am sitting here at the end of twenty-one, dreaming of holding the ocean when I only have two hands.
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A Night at MoMA: New York’s Exclusive Art Party
No bumbling tourists or screaming children. It strikes me that they are all New Yorkers. And perhaps more striking was the realization that—so was I. Sipping red wine in the middle of the MoMA on a balmy night in June.
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Spinning Visions was created as an ode to love, art, and other messy things that make my head spin. It is a space for documenting experience and exploring thought. It is also the thing that makes me lose all sense of time and place. You can click here to learn more.
It should also be noted that I probably shouldn’t be telling you half of what is on here, but that I don’t really know how not to.
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