I have been Goccoing shoes all night. Green shoes, brown shoes, pearly blue ones. On wood and notebooks and speckle-y lime green cards. They are simple and lovely and mean so much without words. There are double prints, dark green on top of light green. Some barely offset, some totally woobled. They are like ghost shoes, on top of or underneath living shoes. Copies or twins or clones of one another, but in a different time. Slightly off.

I am feeling free to make things that are lovely.

I would show you. But the batteries are dead in the camera. Poo.