20/20

There's something about black and white photography that I can not escape!

 

 

 

 

 



Let us ...

ENJOY our SIGHT

 

 

 

 

I don't stop when I'm tired, I stop when I'm finished

We’re frequently meeting new people, places, concepts, thoughts, and ideas and with this constant stream of “new(s),” I find myself wondering about the old me.  It goes without saying that we’re constantly changing with every passing day, hour, minute and even at times second, but what if this gradual change (with respect to the “news” you’ve encountered) isn’t always in your best interest?  What if the “news” in your life are creating such steady changes that you almost don’t notice until they’ve been neatly stacked one on top of another?  And how about when the big picture is complete, and you sense the “new you” compliments of these “news” you’ve faced, you aren't as shiny as new things ought to be? What then? What do you do? I say, re-introduce yourself to the old you.

 

Dreaming in colors that don't exist ...

Sometimes there is no proper way of doing things, no polite way out and certainly no fluorescent "EXIT" sign one can casually direct their bodies onward, upward and towards. When faced with these types of situations, I find it best to create your own rules and regulations. So go right ahead, dream in colors that don't exist and if anyone tries to tell you that you're wrong ... just go back to sleep.

Fancy Book Displays

i want. i want. i want.

I NEED

Lang Leav

Ever since I discovered this gem, I've been so greedy, not to mention selfish with her work. I realized how childish it is of me for not sharing this incredible poet, artist and astonishing talent of our generation with everyone and anyone.

So, here you go, I hope you take from her what I have in the short amount of time I've had stalking her work.

 not a single one she cared about, she'd chew them up and spit them out.

please be my future daughter

please