+ just some of my summer capturings.
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Friday, August 27, 2010
i knew you would say that.
but see, i've been out drinking with my baby.
and you've got that fantastic smile of yours
we know what we: mean
and so are you.
but this is what happens when you share ones secerts.
.
.
.
+ just another girl, another planet.
and you've got that fantastic smile of yours
we know what we: mean
and so are you.
but this is what happens when you share ones secerts.
.
.
.
+ just another girl, another planet.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Anticon.
Lyrically one of my favorite songs:
As I lay me down to fall asleep
With my demons dying and my pilot light weak
I curse the last six months I been hiding behind a mustache, yeah
And to those last ten years I been howling a paper moon: fuck you
This goes out to all my underdone, under-tongue, lung long frontmen
(This is what the ghost of someone's dad says)
And all us earth growths, some planted
And some pulled
(Shut up and put your money where your mouth is)
Shine a flashlight in a hat box and spin
An empty oyster shell and celebrate the hollows
This goes out to dirty dancing, cursing, backmasking,
backslidden pastor's kids
(From behind bars it's not so hard to see he's risen)
And all us earth growths, some planted
And some pulled
(But nobody finds God and then goes to prison)
In Berlin I saw two men fuck in a dark corner of a basketball court
Just the slight jingle of pocket change pulsing
In the tourist part I lost fifty Euros
To the guy with the walnut shells and the marbles
It really pissed me off, so oh
I thought I'd go back to get my money but all my homies warned me
Oh no, those gypsies probably got knives
This goes out to all my under brewed, double-duped, two times true fools
(Stuck faking a phone call or texting for company)
And all us earth grows, I'm planted
That's some pull
(Like a married uncle at a family function)
I got them shaky gums and a couple of loose tooths
Now tell me, what should I do, my god
The clock's always stuck telling 11:11, or 3:32
This goes out to all my underdone, other-tongued, lung long frontmen
(Even just Joanna Newsom’s left hand)
And all us earth growths, some planted
And some pulled
(I bet could beat the pants in bass off your best man)
This goes out to all my underdone, other-tongued, lung long frontmen
(This is what the ghost of someone's dad says)
And all us earth growths
Doing the croak like it ain't no joke
In a crowded room project a debonair aloof impermanence
Be shrouded loosely in an air of indeterminates
+
As I lay me down to fall asleep
With my demons dying and my pilot light weak
I curse the last six months I been hiding behind a mustache, yeah
And to those last ten years I been howling a paper moon: fuck you
This goes out to all my underdone, under-tongue, lung long frontmen
(This is what the ghost of someone's dad says)
And all us earth growths, some planted
And some pulled
(Shut up and put your money where your mouth is)
Shine a flashlight in a hat box and spin
An empty oyster shell and celebrate the hollows
This goes out to dirty dancing, cursing, backmasking,
backslidden pastor's kids
(From behind bars it's not so hard to see he's risen)
And all us earth growths, some planted
And some pulled
(But nobody finds God and then goes to prison)
In Berlin I saw two men fuck in a dark corner of a basketball court
Just the slight jingle of pocket change pulsing
In the tourist part I lost fifty Euros
To the guy with the walnut shells and the marbles
It really pissed me off, so oh
I thought I'd go back to get my money but all my homies warned me
Oh no, those gypsies probably got knives
This goes out to all my under brewed, double-duped, two times true fools
(Stuck faking a phone call or texting for company)
And all us earth grows, I'm planted
That's some pull
(Like a married uncle at a family function)
I got them shaky gums and a couple of loose tooths
Now tell me, what should I do, my god
The clock's always stuck telling 11:11, or 3:32
This goes out to all my underdone, other-tongued, lung long frontmen
(Even just Joanna Newsom’s left hand)
And all us earth growths, some planted
And some pulled
(I bet could beat the pants in bass off your best man)
This goes out to all my underdone, other-tongued, lung long frontmen
(This is what the ghost of someone's dad says)
And all us earth growths
Doing the croak like it ain't no joke
In a crowded room project a debonair aloof impermanence
Be shrouded loosely in an air of indeterminates
+
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Wednesday mornings bring inspiration!
I opened my curtains and saw series of photos in my mind...
Bare with me, there are sevrerl of the same shots with minor differences.
I love the contrasts in each photos, the livly effects, the warm fall colors
the window pannels, the greenery, the homemade stain glass my grandfather made for me.
One window shows the remains of summer while the other window moves into fall.
It was an effortless shoot - literally laying in my bed.
Not only does my bed face a certian direction but it awakes me to a great view!
Bare with me, there are sevrerl of the same shots with minor differences.
I love the contrasts in each photos, the livly effects, the warm fall colors
the window pannels, the greenery, the homemade stain glass my grandfather made for me.
One window shows the remains of summer while the other window moves into fall.
It was an effortless shoot - literally laying in my bed.
Not only does my bed face a certian direction but it awakes me to a great view!
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
a sample of my brain...
- My fingers are literally tired of the use of typing.
+ Why do dentist try talking to you when your mouth is being drilled in, sucked in?
- My kitchen/den area is spooky at night and the fact that my grandpa died in there is a big friggin factor so it causes me to have a special OCD walk I do at night: I literally walk the outter part of the room and make sure i step on the rug by the front door because in my head i created a 'saftey zone' like you have in freeze tag.
- I hate when my feet dangle off my bed.
+ Why is putting sheets on the bed the most obnoxious thing in the world?! it's one of those twisted little nothings that make twitch.
+ Who pulls the lever to close the bus door when the driver has to get off?! Fucking right though?!!
- Crusty elbows will make me have an instant anxiety attack.
- I'm my most funniest when i'm forced to entertain myself while i'm driving alone. I literally find myselff shocking thyself! Hysterically laughing at myself..sometimes its too much fun being me.
- I sleep with two pillows - my head goes between both like ham does on bread. Lord only knows why.
+ Why do dentist try talking to you when your mouth is being drilled in, sucked in?
- My kitchen/den area is spooky at night and the fact that my grandpa died in there is a big friggin factor so it causes me to have a special OCD walk I do at night: I literally walk the outter part of the room and make sure i step on the rug by the front door because in my head i created a 'saftey zone' like you have in freeze tag.
- I hate when my feet dangle off my bed.
+ Why is putting sheets on the bed the most obnoxious thing in the world?! it's one of those twisted little nothings that make twitch.
+ Who pulls the lever to close the bus door when the driver has to get off?! Fucking right though?!!
- Crusty elbows will make me have an instant anxiety attack.
- I'm my most funniest when i'm forced to entertain myself while i'm driving alone. I literally find myselff shocking thyself! Hysterically laughing at myself..sometimes its too much fun being me.
- I sleep with two pillows - my head goes between both like ham does on bread. Lord only knows why.
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