Diamanda Gustafson:
to call the ruins home for this long
Diamanda Gustafson:
Where will we be?
Diamanda Gustafson:
I found my old summer clothes
Diamanda Gustafson:
sharing becomes easier with time
Diamanda Gustafson:
those prickly pears in the corner
Diamanda Gustafson:
Home is lights and flags and potted plants and old tile against an orange sky
Diamanda Gustafson:
Black Ink And Wind
Diamanda Gustafson:
warming up to the idea
Diamanda Gustafson:
Playing with Luminar presets today.
Diamanda Gustafson:
well what do you know?
Diamanda Gustafson:
the air was somewhat thinner
Diamanda Gustafson:
Let's not pretend it's easy
Diamanda Gustafson:
Exunt omnes
Diamanda Gustafson:
daydreaming in grayscale
Diamanda Gustafson:
i'm going to pretend a thing or two
Diamanda Gustafson:
did i startle you?
Diamanda Gustafson:
some lands are forsaken | some lands are blessed