Sapped

Beautiful in a strange, whispery way. French grays to warm whites, yeah yeah...

just discovered this--this is incredibly beautiful, simultaneously disturbing and thrilling--I love this sooooo

beautiful! .... in fact, perfect.

This deserves so much love. It reminds me of my second try at college, when I was living in New York City, and there was a terrible snow storm descending upon the island. I was headed for the subway for one class, but I was blinded the entire time by the horizontal snow. The wind was so strong that it felt hundreds of degrees colder instantly. It was as if someone was furiously shaking the snow globe of Manhattan they bought one summer ago.

i love.

This reminds me of clay - I can almost smell the earth-ness of it.

I flip back and forth in my preferences -- muted or very primary, not much in between. The muted ones always feel peaceful.

Why am I always attracted to this noncolour palettes?