yesterday was one of those misty, rainy mornings on top of the mountain that look and feel eerie. a perfect morning for listening to stormy muse-witches and standing at my workbench with leather in my hands. chelsea wolfe, tori amos, shara worden, neko case, gillian welch, emmylou harris. voices amaze me, the fact that a person can carry such a powerful tool with her everywhere. to be something that needs nothing. to howl, growl, project oneself so unapologetic into air, into earshot. (photo from sugarhighlovestoned)
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