Words for you...

via

To not be afraid of their thoughts

Grow up to understand the man across the street dressed in polyester

Deal the privilege out

Do not assume to crush the beauty of a city unto anothers majestic hopes

or compost the peaceful content of the town with your needs

Breath light with intent 

Step with all your weight into the earth

Your perfect body

Take care of this

So there is a place to sit your bones

To view birds through the window

And lift cups to your mouth

Thoughts for you...

"The most terrifying fact about the universe is not that it is hostile but that it is indifferent; but if we can come to terms with this indifference and accept the challenges of life within the boundaries of death — however mutable man may be able to make them — our existence as a species can have genuine meaning and fulfillment. However vast the darkness, we must supply our own light." Stanley Kubrick

Art for you...

 

 

The work of Ditte Haarlov Johnsen is courageous and overwhelming (in both efforts and subjects). Simply put, powerful images and powerful people.

If I were a...

1. Hell yea I would get these shoes I have been eyeing for about a year!

2. And this pretty dress.

3. Then head over to Hollywood Forever Cemetery to watch this flick (my all time favorite...as a 16 year old ;)
4. And dream away the night, heading back here to look at the stars.

Typography of tears...

How often do you cry?  I aways think of crying as both a terrible and terrific thing about being human. Photographer Rose-Lynn Fisher photographer over 100 tears wondering if tears of joy, tears of pain, tears of sadness  emulate different patterns of this human expression. 

What makes a good life...

eudaimonia: a life of activity governed by reason

Humans, me, spend SO much time thinking about how to be happy.  We read self-help books, we change jobs, we move across the country, we lose or gain weight, we drink wine, we take walks, we think and think and think about how to get to that place.  At times, it seems almost as though we have lost the ability to actually be happy within the "search."

A great read on the subject here.

THINKING

 SLEEPING

 MOVING

LOVING

Some things and things...

“A dream you dream alone is only a dream. A dream you dream together is reality.” Yoko Ono

I really believe this.  In reflection can dreams feel as tangible as memories.  So if you fly to Fiji on a kitty cat in your dreams, maybe, somewhere you really have.  X

Here is to a wonderful weekend of dreams and realities and love and space.  In the meantime...

I think this weekend might call for my favorite summer, be bad cocktail.  Maybe I will try this one! via .

Oops no she didn't.  Oops, yes I did.

I have a ridiculous amazing amount of dried chamomile that good friends brought for me from Israel.  It's too hot to drink and I can;t seem to get on top of making Iced Tea, so I think I've got just the idea! Cold chamomile compress anyone?

I love Elizabeth Moss and I love films with subtle atmospheric terror. I want to see this!

LISTEN!  I am not a huge GP fan.  The things she says and posts kill me a little inside.  And her total public unawareness of her privilege yikes.  I thought people paid publicists to take care of that kinda of stuff! Anyway I DO love the recipes in her cookbook.  And this one... I just love making a huge batch and eating all week.

Speaking of beautiful terror.  I love the work of Ana Teresa Barboza.

Finally, this weeks report on how the earth, moon, sun and tides

affect your day.

Words for you...

180 is something someone told me a long time ago

when I was learning the truth

still learning

when I did not know circles could not hold the night

and gravity could not breath in the sea

it was a sharp thing, a line not a curve in a subject failed 

I am always turning 180 to find myself

and I  look everywhere

and I am not

and I am

with every loss less of myself

I have learned that circles contain everything in fact

every drop of water, every piece of love

even the night with my eyes made in the shape make a beautiful whole

and gravity

I am not sure

I have learned anything

because I can breath in the sea 

under the water I can choose to breath into oblivion

peaceful finding where the holes of my heart - those pieces - have been missing

with that love

and I understand nothing now or then not later.

Song for you...

I loved First Aid Kit's first album "The Lion's Roar" and am just listening to "Stay Gold".  But I CAN'T get enough of this pretty litte song.

Art for you...

 I just LOVE these image, lingering with haunting mystery and overwhelmed with beauty.

Artist:  Ariko Inaoka

If I were a....

1. I would wear this lovely piece.
2. Over this cute dress.
3. Drinking mint tea.
4. On my country holiday.
5. Whilst writing notes and poems.

Floating in pools on a Monday...

It's Monday.  And though we are all "back" to our computers and or job, it is still important to dream. Close your eyes and where else would you be?  Could you be?  Today I dream of simply floating in a pool and staring up ant the sky and trees.  One of the simpler pleasures in life.

Though these pools might not be simple to get to, they are simple in that they are natural and given to us from sweet mother earth.

Marieta Islands, Mexico

Giola, Thassos, Greece

Havasu Falls, Supai, Arizona

Havasu Falls, Supai, Arizona

words for you...

Why does the water lust for the shoreline

a violent soft love

deep & timeless as a universe

I can understand so little

no end

comprehend no beginning

all is beyond my capacity

of all I have learned to learn

only

we go on, each of us,

as fierce as the last and neighboring wave

our passions hold the height of surf

of dreams extend into the risk of our abilities

knowing, unknowing - all of this will diverge into an infinite flatness

part of a scape we cannot see 

do you exist while I am not with you?

This momentum of time, the womb of connectivity

only to be brawn back into the lust of return.

Words for you...

Close your eyes and see the spotted sky 

and know that your breath is not in your

mouth, but in your head, find something

in the knowledge this is possible, know 

this, and know that that which keeps you

afloat can also crush you & your mind's 

breath - but only for a moment. You can

equip yourself, you can not let fear be 

your frequent guest...

with your eyes closed focus on the 

mind breath.

Images for you...

My goodness I am IN LOVE with the work of Amy Finkelstein.  Like melting memories, cities or bodies.... or are they forming?

 "...Photographs now seem as abundant as words, taken in as a grammar or code. My work has become a sort of code, or formal system in my mind: reducing infinite subject-hood to simple planes of matter to be photographed and perceived. I am intrigued by the impulse to comprehend and read this language, and am informed by the context and image body we bring with us to any one photographic object or lens based gesture. Considering all we bring, I tend to eliminate much, reducing the photogenic possibilities down to a blank sheet of drafting film, ink, and a discipline with analog photography. From this place of uncertainty comes some sort of measurable mark. The camera takes it, and we take the image. For my thinking, the process is no longer about specific idea or creative gesture, but about certain distances of form and media yielding to potential."

Warmth for you...

I really love my job.  I get to share moments with people at they are most happiest, most loved, most giving love, most beautiful, most honest, most vulnerable.  This morning I had the privilege to shoot an elopement at City Hall and it was just perfectly lovely.

Anyway, have the most perfect weekend.  I am looking forward to the snow, inside looking out.
Please warm your heart with the most perfect ad in history...

Singer Mara Carlyle, song "Pianni"

Inspiration for you...

"PEOPLE ARE AFRAID TO PURSUE THEIR MOST IMPORTANT DREAMS, BECAUSE THEY FEEL THAT THEY DON’T DESERVE THEM, OR THAT THEY’LL BE UNABLE TO ACHIEVE THEM. WE, THEIR HEARTS, BECOME FEARFUL JUST THINKING OF LOVED ONES WHO GO AWAY FOREVER, OR OF MOMENTS THAT COULD OF BEEN GOOD BUT WEREN’T, OR OF TREASURES THAT MIGHT OF BEEN FOUND BUT WERE FOREVER HIDDEN IN THE SANDS. BECAUSE, WHEN THESE THINGS HAPPEN, WE SUFFER TERRIBLY. 

WE, PEOPLE’S HEARTS, SELDOM SAY MUCH ABOUT THOSE TREASURES, BECAUSE PEOPLE NO LONGER WANT TO SEARCH FOR THEM. WE SPEAK OF THEM ONLY TO CHILDREN. LATER, WE SIMPLY LET LIFE PROCEED, IN ITS OWN DIRECTION, TOWARD ITS OWN FATE. BUT, UNFORTUNATELY, VERY FEW FOLLOW THE PATH LAID OUT FOR THEM — THE PATH TO THEIR PERSONAL LEGEND, AND TO HAPPINESS. MOST PEOPLE SEE THE WORLD AS A THREATENING PLACE, AND, BECAUSE THEY DO, THE WORLD TURNS OUT, INDEED, TO BE A THREATENING PLACE. 

SO, WE, THEIR HEARTS, SPEAK MORE AND MORE SOFTLY. WE NEVER STOP SPEAKING OUT, BUT WE BEGIN TO HOPE THAT OUR WORDS WON’T BE HEARD: WE DON’T WANT PEOPLE TO SUFFER BECAUSE THEY DON’T FOLLOW THEIR HEARTS." PAULO COELHO