Breaking my foot was, by far, one of the best things that ever happened to me. And, even though I set my crutches aside over a year ago, there’s something about forced seclusion that makes you want to suck the marrow out of life as soon as you’re able to walk the world again. It…
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Once I took the universe to dinner When she failed to yield the earth’s demands ‘Oh,’ she said ‘you mean that little ant farm? I’m alright, dear, I’ve got other plans’ And we’re sad because we think we don’t belong here We’re guilty ’cause we think we should be stars Floating in a navy soup,…
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É a sina de qualquer aprendiz: antes de se conseguir criar obra nossa, passamos eternidades a copiar (muito) os que já o fazem. Para perceber como se chega lá, para exercitar os músculos até conseguirmos andar sem as rodinhas de apoio. Os desenhos por aqui começaram depois dos 30 e, só muito recentemente, a surgir…
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