Our castles
Are not even built on sand
They’re floating up in the clouds
Of interstellar dust
Please
Leave your magnificent chambers
And join me on the rooftop tonight
We’re gonna get hopelessly dizzy
Staring at billions of suns
Armchair philosopher
Stardust alive
My painting from 2 days ago was cool, but there was something missing. Thought that something might be movement and flow, so I breathed some fresh air into it using the Zoetropic app. Not yet precisely where I’d like it to be, but we’re getting closer.
Stardust
“The nitrogen in our DNA, the calcium in our teeth, the iron in our blood, the carbon in our apple pies were made in the interiors of collapsing stars. We are made of star stuff.” Carl Sagan