Every Sky Was Your Own Kind of Blue

Shimabuku, Sea and Flowers, 2013

"Here we find Shimabuku wondering about where the flower came from, and how it got there, and deciding to illustrate its voyage by offering the sea petals without knowing if, someday, they will make a landfall somewhere. As we are well aware, though, it is not really the arrival that counts."

(Source: coutugh, via alaska-alaskaa)

undefyinq:

undefyinq:

I wanna sneak out in the middle of the night and drive to the middle of nowhere and lay on the roof of a car and stare at the starsĀ 

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