When I was a kid, I used to think that people lived under the stoplights, switching the colors manually for every traffic cycle. Obviously, at some point I learned the actual process involved in traffic lights, but things like this and lying looking up at the ceiling + imagining it was actually the floor seems like some deep rooted ideas in my mind about seeing the world in an alternative way. I think it's daydreams like these that inspire a lot of my ideas for art, and so I'm leaning way in!!!
Like, what if one lone fairy was responsible for putting the stars and moon up each night? What would that be like?
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Modcloth Skirt and Top | Shein Star Crown | Loly in the Sky Flats |
Until Next Time,
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