...and when we speak we are afraid our words will not be heard nor welcomed; but when we are silent we are still afraid. So it is better to speak remembering we were never meant to survive. –Audre Lorde
I live in Washington, DC with 1 cat named Pixel, 6 cameras, 3 computers, 158 movies, 286 books, and 1 bowling pin. I own the Design Foundry and pretend to be a graphic designer by day.
At Pennsic, the parties apparently used to be much more diverse, and, well, weird. But with age and success, things seem to homogenize. You can basically be assured of a bar, a drum circle, and fire demonstrations of some kind. This picture came from Vlad’s camp, the night of the slave auction, I think.
Rhode Island Avenue | New Year
