To day I bring you a few selections from Miran Kim.
This one reminds me of myself as a little girl, staring precociously into the strange Rorschach blots of my surroundings, flying pig in tow…because I always believed in the impossible.
Have you ever wondered…does the soul taste like peppermint?
Whatever this frigid monster is…I love it.
SheWalksSoftly 
2 responses to “Miran Kim”
Man… that peppermint thing is baffling
I reeeeeeally wanted to make sense of it, but my brain couldn’t put it together, which I’m sure was the intention. Well executed.