Happy Christmas!

I've been thinking...

 

Greta Garbo, Daido Moriyama, Old Homes, Atonement, 1940's England, Taxidermy, Norwegian Wood, Burt Uzzle, Andre, Vietnam, and Japan. I love it all.

Alcatraz, 1969

On this day forty years ago, a small group of Native American college students boarded a boat bound for Alcatraz. Why? To protest the miss treatment of the Native population and the relocation, and dispersal of many reservations across the country. But it was also because, the site was sitting in ruins, nothing was being done with it, and the students believed the site could be turned into a Native American learning institution or a place for their spiritual worship. What happened next was truly amazing, for 19 months the group stayed on the island, aided only by small outside contributions. 

I don't pretend to stand for anything, nor do I try and act as if I do. To be honest, I feel that my generation is a little too jaded and lost to really understand anything anymore. We are too concerned with our vanity and our material possessions to give a f**k. Could I live on a cold California island, for 19 months, without electricity or running water? I don't know... But I kind of wish I could believe in something enough to have the conviction too.

"It's easy to pass off the Alcatraz event as largely symbolic, but the truth is the spirit and dream of Alcatraz never died, it simply found its way to other fights,"

Candles

Sunlight, is the color I will miss the most. When my eyes grow old and I no longer see as I once did. Colors will dull, shapes will lose their hold, and light will seem transparent and shallow.

It feels as if the world is so sharp, so unreal, and distorted. 

Even my hands feel detached and strange....

as if a stranger controls them.

I finally watched Let the Right One In. It's amazing! I can't believe I let myself go this long without seeing it. I think, now I want to move to Sweden and live a quiet life in the Swedish Snow. 

Let the Right one In. 

I like the silent time you spend with yourself during winter so I'm very excited for its arrival. The seconds you spend looking out the window at the chill outside. It seems deafeningly quiet even in this crowded city. I'm excited for the holidays, I want to eat yummy food and see my family. I just have to get through these awful exams and then I will be set free. 

Isn't my little dress pretty? I've had it for a while, but I can never find a reason to wear it. I finally wore it to the opera last month and it made the expirence amazing. How is it that wearing the right thing always make a moment better. I saw Madame Butterfly, I almost cried at the end. 

"....She has come possessed
Who admits the delusive light through the bouncing wall,
Possessed by the skies..." - Love in the Asylum, Dylan Thomas

Passive. I'm waiting for change.

Singa

"I love to singa!"

Does anyone else remember this cartoon? For months it was bothering me, recently my friend found it on youtube.... thank god for youtube!

recovery

PostSecret

Carol Roque

I am so in love with them. They have a feeling of uneasiness but I don't want to stop looking. Carol Roque is truly awesome!

Barricade

I inhale and wait.

My heart beats slowly.
My pain is sullen, it isolates, waxing and waning at my heart.
I need to feel like I'm alive. That I have not begun to fade.
I need to know that I have myself and that is what keeps me awake.

The beginning of the disaster was difficult to spot
The speed of your reaction was to slow to make a difference
Far to slow to make it stop- The Futureheads


I feel very lethargic. I know that it is nothing. That it comes in moments and disappears quickly.
I sometimes want to scream because I feel I have no control, no real understanding, of what I think or feel.
I'm at a constant tug of war with myself.


I think to much.

silly sinsations

Doesn't it sound just like My Sharona!?!?!
But I still dig it.

 
sleep, sleep sunshine- the whigs

 I finally edited some of my photos from my study abroad in Greece. I'm still not done and I haven't even developed my film rolls yet.ahhh stress....

Hide Your Daughters

My boyfriends band which is tentatively named "Hide your Daughters... Formally the Sex Panthers". lol
He's the bass player.
That's him in the top photo acting goofy.

This was a good night... The next day we got up really early and took a bus to New York.

Greece

Went to Crete, for a month, twas awesomeness and amazing and crazy and and and there were GOATS!

But more on that later...

moving on...

Well, another change has come to my life....
For the past six months I have been living in New York City for my Internship. It's been a wonderful and exciting experience but now it's over and school starts back up in a week in Philadelphia. I'm not going to feel too nostalgic about my apartment in Brooklyn because it was crowded, and expensive. But I'll miss my roommate's cat, and of course, I'll miss the city.

The last week has been a little crazy, though... ha ha. With having to pack comes procrastination and with that you suddenly realize that you haven't seen everything you wanted too, before you leave. We went to the Museum of Natural History, several smaller museums, the Moth, several Art Shows, and ate like crazy at amazing restaurants. It became a little obsessive. ha ha! :D




I'm going to miss New York but I'm excited to move into my friends apartment in Philly. It's near campus, it's old, and I actually have a real bed!!!! I was sleeping on an air mattress in New York. I even did a photo shoot in the apartment last year...



I can't wait to start some of my project's for class. I've had six months to come up with some cool ideas and I'm about to go crazy if I don't get a Hasselblad in my hand. I'm even starting my projects early, during spring break. I'm not going to say what the projects are, because I'm extremely superstitious, but oh, I'm excited!

I hate moving out, but there's something wonderful about moving into a new apartment... its like breathing fresh air.