She scratches his beard. she’s painting huge books, glues them together,They saw a big raven; it glided down the sky, she touched it.
Today’s a birthday, they’re smoking cigars, he got a chain of flowers,
She scratches his beard. she’s painting huge books, glues them together,They saw a big raven; it glided down the sky, she touched it.
Today’s a birthday, they’re smoking cigars, he got a chain of flowers,
Mother Oceania
Cute
Sorcerer or what?
Cada vez que veo esta foto confirmo más mi teoría
Mine is Medúlla
Neurosis only attaches itself to fertile ground where it can flourish
Björk and Dirty Projectors
I will always find the resemblance.
Siempre encontraré la semejanza.
Medúlla
A dinosaur… Oh, wait it is Björk
How lovely is she
Pure talent
A skeleton of trust, right beneath us
-Björk