Around 500 years ago, the god among men, Leonardo Da Vinci, painted the Mona Lisa. It’s a work of artistic brilliance. Brushstrokes disappear. Anatomical features are detailed with striking accuracy. Da Vinci blurs the background and gives Lisa the spotlight. She is close up and face-to-face. Light and shadow playing around her. This painting raised
There’s something about the word journey. It’s just always good. Even a journey into the depths of hell seem to hold promise of something better on the other side.
Here’s a post of my random thoughts since my brain is an oven of half-baked ideas and fully baked nonsense.
If you have a love of photography and are planning to travel with friends, this is a must read to make sure that your trip is well documented.
I know you probably haven’t met me in person, but if you had, I could probably ask you that question in the title and you’d probably have an answer for me. The reason for this? I’m pretty damn sure I have an inner ear problem because I apparently can’t not talk loudly. According to various sources–
This is a very exciting installment of Impressions While Riding My Bike. Me and my bike have taken to the road seeking adventure. I’ve been getting to know my neighborhood quite well, and it’s been, so far, an enlightening experience. But as you know, standing in place might as well be moving backwards. So it
I look like an adult. I feel like an adult. I certainly have the bills of an adult. But for some reason, my dad still thinks I’m a child. What gives?
via Photo Challenge: Unusual When I first had my house all to myself, one of the first things I did was buy two potted plants to liven up the walkway leading to my front door. I bought these specific flowers because I raised them at my old house, and they flourished. I’d never had a
“This is why I never change bags.” I was packing up some things recently and realized the gravity of my bag obsession when I needed one large box solely for storing my large bags. To clarify, this box didn’t include my handbags or clutches, which I also needed boxes for. Now, I don’t see a problem
Hey everybody, it’s me again. The elusive Lyz. Don’t worry, I’ll be back here full force coming soon. But in the meantime, WordPress has decided out of nowhere that I am trash and has been tossing all of my comments to you all into your spam folders. That’s according to a couple of bloggers who