When I grow up

I want to be dangerous.

New life.

Everyone has love to give.

Flowers are such wonderful creatures. From afar they look so lacy and proper but when you get closer you realize they are more like wanton ladies with their skirts up around their ankles.

Flowers evolved to be appealing to us. They need us to survive. 

The hands belong to my mother and the plants are eucalyptus and pansies.

Just a little list I put together very quickly. I'm going to try to do this once a week with books and music and movies. I tried to include a wide variety of books. Excuse my crappy handwriting.

zzZ

Sorry I haven't been keeping up with the old family photos lately. I've been working on a lot of art projects and enjoying having my camera back in fine working order. We've had to get reacquainted after such a long  separation but when we're back in sync, the results will be amazing. 

We Are Experienced by Danielle Levitt

I found this book last night at work and ended up hiding behind a shelf for 5 minutes to look at it. If you get a chance you should check it out. Mildly disturbing, lovely, stark photography. Yesss.

The space between us is as boundless as the dark.

photo credit: there's a ghost in my backyard

"You scared me when we were making love before."

"What? I scared you?"

"You sounded so needy."

"You told me to say I needed you."

"Yes, but you said it so convincingly."

-from Quakeland by Francesca Lia Block

zelda to f. scott fitzgerald, 1919

lavenderlines

This IS life.

I like it better when I'm wrong.

Pearl and Emily, muses of mine.

<3

Sorry Pearl and Matt. I found this in the trash bin on my computer and couldn't resist pulling it out and putting it up for the world to see. 

Rip.

Regardless of their size.

Giraffes.

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So sorry.

wisdom teeth.

everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.

Leave it where it can't remind us

Turn this all around behind us

Oh, well I know

I'll fall right in to keep you out

I'd like to tell you all about it.

I know what I know, I know

This last time around

I'll hear it in my head real low

Turn into 

The only thing you ever know

I know what I know, I know

Ah, yes.

-"Turn Into" by Yeah Yeah Yeahs

picture credit: 9 0 0 0

someday.

When people knew how to be.

(((((

God has a voice she speaks through me.

July 1984

I look so much like my mother when she was younger it's frightening.

Day Dream by Andrew Wyeth

Starving at the banquet.

Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills

'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up

I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold

Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love.

-"Paper Bag" by Fiona Apple

Pushin' in the pin.

I hate it when people presume to tell me what I want. Like, "Oh, you have to stay in tonight? Well, I sure need some relaxing time, I'm sure you do too, why don't you just relax and take it easy?"

I don't want to. I'm 18. I don't drive, I don't even have a bicycle of my own. I'm just swimming in relaxing time I DON'T want.

What a waste of potential. A girl can only take so many baths.

Do YOU take medication?

I don't understand

I'll never understand

But I'll try to understand

There's nothing else I can do.

-"Red Red Red"by Fiona Apple

I'll never forget this day. We went to visit my mother's friend George Kartis, who was staying with his mother at the time (a woman well known for her love of male opera singers and her skill in making the best baklava I've ever tasted). She also keeps an exceptionally clean house.

This particular visit my sister and I showed off our prowess in ant eating. She was shocked.

We have always been strange sisters.

I love this picture. I'm not sure who took it, George, or my mother, although I strongly suspect George. I love my sister's pudgy knees and the tension in my hand. 

Metallica in 1995.

And darling.

I love this picture. I love you.

Photo by Margarita Ovcharenko.

Clean.

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"Without hesitation, trepidation, or guile, she kissed him. Stefan let go of the bottle and it rolled down the gentle slope toward and the lake and began to spill its contents in slow dark gulps."

-from The Glimmer Palace by Beatrice Colin

The dog days are over.

Yes.

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ala

-noun, plural alae [ey-lee]

1. a wing

2. a winglike part, process, or expansion, as of a bone, shell, seed, or stem.

3. either of the two side petals of a flower in the legume family, as the pea.

Photography By Francesca Woodman (1958-1981)