Animals, butterflies, spiderwebs, pirates, superheroes or those more creative designs truly make me think that the human race is beautiful, if only for the moment. Also, I think that there are few things more nostalgic then the smell of face paint. Run free my little puppies and spidermen.
For those clever ones out there, my name is Welsh for the smiling basket. Why? Well, a basket is a vessel that appears stable. In fact, it is tightly wound, rarely reveals weakness and is widely accepted not to smile; that's me. I intend to, through this blog, unwind, release my load and smile, hopefully bringing strangers on the joy ride with me. So friends, I am setting out on a journey, and I hope to see you at the other end.
Sunday, 17 February 2013
0030: FACE PAINT
Animals, butterflies, spiderwebs, pirates, superheroes or those more creative designs truly make me think that the human race is beautiful, if only for the moment. Also, I think that there are few things more nostalgic then the smell of face paint. Run free my little puppies and spidermen.
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