Futur sucks

Futur sucks
What it used to be before our cellular lives

lundi 3 août 2015

Mon démon.

I am lucky enough to have someone. Not someone whom I'm romantically involve with. At least not only. I am lucky enough not to be alone, nor in my head or in my life. I am lucky enough to be seen and understood by someone else than myself because most of the time, I don't understand or see anything.

So here are few things he lend, gave, made me.



Today it is raining. 

Colors are retouched.


You might recognize this drawing. If not, click on the following noun : potato.


Florida.
Two last ones by Mister Demon.
(Désolée, je n'ai pas trouvé mieux comme surnom.)

Hope you love rain and lasagna,
Lélo.