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lithiumbarbie · 3 years
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Some of my favorite mixed media drawings/collage pieces. Prints will soon be available on my site 🥰
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lithiumbarbie · 3 years
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Crowns, headbands, and clips, combs + barrettes 🌈🧚‍♀️🍄🐚🦋🌸🌱🦄
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lithiumbarbie · 3 years
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Colorful hair clips
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Handmade feather ear cuffs and hair clips!
https://lithiumbarbie.com
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lithiumbarbie · 3 years
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Trying to save some of these succulents
Did some repotting and hoping for the best
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lithiumbarbie · 3 years
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“Replace fear of the unknown, with curiosity.”
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lithiumbarbie · 3 years
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“I have lived a thousand lives already. Every day I unbury—I dig up. I find relics of myself in the sand””
— Virginia Woolf, The Waves
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lithiumbarbie · 3 years
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Inspiration
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The moon loves her moths. Not for beauty or achievement. Not because of prayers spoken in a fluttering language like wind through a corn field. It’s because, without word or thought, their bodies seek her glow in the airy darkness. It’s what they are, devotion beyond worship.
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lithiumbarbie · 3 years
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Inspiration
“And the Spring arose on the garden fair, Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere; And each flower and herb on Earth’s dark breast Rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.”
— Percy Bysshe Shelley ~ The Sensitive Plant
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lithiumbarbie · 3 years
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“i choose to heal in the sun, in the softness of the sky in harmony with the animals in the forest in the tender kiss of saltwater i don’t need to be lost in a cave, struggling to save my house from the flood or in the absence of the moon to choose to heal.”
— Juansen Dizon
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