Reaching.

I feel i've reached a point in my life where nothing is feared and everything lays at the bottom of my belly. My dreams to be a sculptor maybe character designer don't seem so far- I actually don't know what i want to be, the only thing i'm sure of is the clay is at my fingers waiting,  words waiting, being dissected to bestow the pages or the camera to cast light on what i want, while it all shall be molded to be mine. The unknown isn't the bedridden beast i thought it could be. In fact i feel this sudden urge to take out my camera tomorrow and shoot something. I've got farmland to shoot so why not..hmm I'd prefer people though, oh well.  

photos top to bottom(Gary Graham spring collection, the Cobra snake, BCBG Max Azria, spanish moss blog, ny times, Bibhu Mohapatra fall collection, clip from JAY Z's video.

John Donne is my favorite poet if he didn't die early i'm sure he'd surpass Shakespeare, my favorite is A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning.

Loves Today

I'm back from an art camp that lasted a whole month! I miss it but once this sleep deprivation stops I'll get back on it or maybe i'll use it as inspiration...hmm I've got so many ideas it's madness. "I try to run but I'm not that fast" Kid Cudi day and night. Seemed to fit.

 top to bottom:Jak&Jil Blog on Lanvin Menswear, Style with Isabelle editorial on layers,


When fall/winter arrives I want a lush soft white sweater with bear claws that can hang from my neck or my H&M feather earrings, that might be too much. We'll see depending on the style of this future sweater.

The last photo had this haunting yet intimate feel to it, just the position of the body and the calm hair  gave off this feral feel. Its something I love seeing in my own hair; a sheen that's smooth, wavy and a small amount of frizz. Also when my tips are thin and gradually get bigger(not too big! eeck) is something I love!