Layers

3/25/2017

“We do not grow absolutely,

chronologically. We grow sometimes in one

dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow

partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm,

childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle

and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present.

We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.”

– Anaïs Nin

Art by t1na