My mother is out in the yard, beautifying. That is her core gift. Art eyes. She sees what is not there (beauty). And then puts it there. Changing the world by a lifetime of small acts of tipping it toward more beautiful. If you think that's nbd, open your eyes. Look at your own city. Murals everywhere. Big official ones but also a million small diy acts of For Humans Only (no other species paints, writes, or kisses) (or kills each other for no good reason at all). 

Working on a new collage. Slow going because it's about kissing, a human specific thing far as I know, so I thought it was worth delving, but it is surprisingly difficult to find images of it in art. Why would that be? 🤔 

"lifting her chin for a kiss" 

she told me where to go - old man luedecke turn it up