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可愛的趙處
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還是只有臉💁🏻‍♀️



0 3
2018-09-22

Finally 🤦🏻‍♀️
It’s difficult to design the background. I need to learn more for that. 😭

I love him so much


5 13
2018-09-16

Morning sketchers gathering at KTM. We learnt from each other from subjects such as oil and watercolour medium, architecture diminishing points, portrait sketch etc.
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https://t.co/21qEa6cwBZ

0 0
2018-04-21

'Hole in the Wall'

The point of no easy return to Striding Edge
Go through this, and face your fears
The precipice, wild winds, maybe a lethal fall
A fear as primal as a Europe Ununited


2 4
2018-04-21

'The Jaw'

Close to the edge
Darkness below
Sharpened by the light
The mornings walk on the jaw




2018 Twitter Exhibition
(Daily at 8 a.m and 8 p.m)

0 4
2018-04-19

Look at what you’ve done. You’re a monster. I can’t even bring myself to believe it. But now your expression proofs everything. You just killed 3 chickens. You could be sent to death sentence if you’re a human.

https://t.co/Mvq7OWNOO9

0 0
2018-04-17

'Back Home'


Storm clouds form. They threaten rain like a bully. But they will not drench me or my hills this evening. Smell, hearing and temperature disappear as the light dances with my eyes.

https://t.co/C5dZjoe7X1

0 2
2018-04-11

'Late light Ambleside'


South west winds clear the sky and chill the dew, so no smell greets the senses. The mountains simply resign themselves to slumber.

https://t.co/ZP9eMVXLv2

0 2
2018-04-10

'Hole in the Wall'

The point of no easy return to Striding Edge
Go through this, and face your fears
The precipice, wild winds, maybe a lethal fall
A fear as primal as a Europe Ununited


1 1
2018-02-25

'The Jaw'

Close to the edge
Darkness below
Sharpened by the light
The mornings walk on the jaw




2018 Twitter Exhibition
(Daily at 8 a.m and 8 p.m)

1 2
2018-02-23

'Late light Ambleside'


South west winds clear the sky and chill the dew, so no smell greets the senses. The mountains simply resign themselves to slumber.

https://t.co/z7rQ404zMJ

0 1
2018-02-21

'Back Home'


Storm clouds form. They threaten rain like a bully. But they will not drench me or my hills this evening. Smell, hearing and temperature disappear as the light dances with my eyes.

https://t.co/amlk4fCYFw

0 1
2018-02-20