Charlie Lizardbreath
@yarnycharlie
The {gender} avalanche has already started; it is too late for the pebbles to vote. (He/him 🏳️⚧️) User of alt text for context. Stoner. Polyamorous and polysexual. Art and photography in a vibes way.
My books are rough organized. And here we can see that the, otherwise fiction section has some slight intrusions from RPG reference materials topped with a queer book close to my heart "Make The Golf Course A Public Sex Forest"
Maybe when I'm stressed I need to take pictures of order instead of wildness
I took cloud photos because they are pretty, but even though I usually feel a bump of joy at beautiful clouds I feel nothing at them. I took these out of habit.
On our way home. I miss my kitty. I miss my other partners. I don't miss work (which will come too soon tomorrow).
More tile reflections Arboreal squid A selection of pigeons A big big topaz
Finally ate a street cart hot dog (I'll piggyback a tanget thread about my first visit to NYC) and met these birds
I used to visit Glen Rose, TX as a kid and play in the dinosaur tracks. Now we are in NYC, visiting a run of those same tracks.
In college, a meteorite was my mentor for stoicism. I didn't do well that year, but when I needed it, I had something that did not care at all, came together before our planet, will still exist when the plant and I are done.
Dinner is slightly higher than my comfortable spice tolerance and I've been hiccuping (something I always do with spicy food)
Went to the American Folk Art museum. Didn't take any photos there because I was engrossed, but I cried a little at seeing an artist that "got started" in their 40s.
I think I like reflected and distorted things more than the thing itself
We went to the Duchamp exhibit (the first one is not Duchamp, it is "The Impossible III" by Maria Martins and it has my whole heart)
I was enjoying how the screen light reflected off the subway roof. As a topsider, out of the corner of my eye, I thought at first it was a glimpse from outside.
This sweater is going to take me a year, but I'm excited for one day getting to see my sweetheart wear it.
Yesterday I was really enjoying the way the pollen was swept/gathered into the cracks in the pavement.
Went to a garden art market this afternoon and beautified my little feral patch
Hoping to have timed this edible to hit just as the Maid of the Mist goes into the waterfall.