Diamanda Gustafson:
The.. water... is.. lovely..
Diamanda Gustafson:
our fleeting nature
Diamanda Gustafson:
Norty Hard Blues
Diamanda Gustafson:
Not everything is black and white, they said
Diamanda Gustafson:
you know the feeling
Diamanda Gustafson:
No Holly | Only Ivy
Diamanda Gustafson:
his voice was soft, and enticing [photo contest]
Diamanda Gustafson:
Next step is "jump over counter, make my own"
Diamanda Gustafson:
Rider on the un-storm
Diamanda Gustafson:
barely by the ground, barely by the water, barely by the sky
Diamanda Gustafson:
Perhaps today I will write you a letter
Diamanda Gustafson:
some adventures start with a nod that reads "onward"
Diamanda Gustafson:
not a calculated acquaintance
Diamanda Gustafson:
Looking straight into
Diamanda Gustafson:
daydreaming in grayscale
Diamanda Gustafson:
"Is your name really William Blake?"
Diamanda Gustafson:
did i startle you?