out through the window of the day

***more rajput and some henri rousseau to kick off the sunny day***

it whistles and it whispers and sometimes it howls

all that glitters is not gold

oh poop!

***a white ship sails on a black sea, takes my love from me....

and it takes so long, but then i understand, i understand.***

same but different

***from the vault: collaboration prints with my dearly missed friend wiley hickson.

just come home wiley, san francisco misses you..and we have more lil' plates to make!***

we would be warm below the storm

in our little hideaway beneath the waves