A favorite photographer of mine, I love what her eyes and mind capture and create. Always these gorgeous translations of beauty and misery, surreal and imaginative. She strikes and pulls yr heartstrings.
“A bridge of silver wings stretches from the dead ashes of an unforgiving nightmare to the jeweled vision of a life started anew.”
hey beau, black ‘n crystal glow.
Photographed in 1861 by James Clerk Maxwell. It’s a Tartan Ribbon.
This is one of the world’s first color photographs. Shine shine shine!
Get lost in this. I’d spend all my days in fog
if after the clearing there stood geography like this.
Drake– Doing It Wrong (Figgy Remix)
This video showsDKNG Studio’s process for making this poster. Makes me want to make a poster right meow.
If you only know what some people have done, or put me through.
What i’ve learned about people at their cores. You’d never know.
The thing is, I’d never say, I’d never share their capabilities.
It is not within me to ruin another person.
I actively, sometimes impossibly hard,
restrain myself from sharing the horrible and disgusting
about others. despite how i’ve been treated.
Its not for protection of the cruel, its for preservation of my integrity.
I will always rise higher. I know everyone gets what they deserve.
I deserve more than at least, everything i’ve endured the past 2 years.
I will get what I deserve, and it will be incredible.
I will not attempt to do to others what they’ve done to me.
I resist temptation. For, my heart is love, my life is love.
Some might win for right now, but in the long run,
the truth comes- I’ve never needed to do anything
except let everything unfold naturally from circumstances, untouched by me.
Others will see. It always happens, reality never fails.
Trust. You’ll recognize the strength and beauty in me.
I’ve experienced this before. Life is cyclic.
Unfortunately, yet, positively.
The only thing I’m holding onto is the faith that
everything has a purpose, everything has a reason.
I’ve been put up to the challenge, again, to either rise or fall.
You can bet your life, that despite the form i’ve been in,
I’ll absolutely rise back up to how you remember me- better, actually.
After it all, when you see, you’ll respect me for not exposing
their sickening. I am a flower regrowing.
My light is bright. [However muddled and covered it’s been.]
|But no more.| I will strike warmth upon all is what I will do.
It is difficult, but I have always been worthy. I’ve never wavered.
The world needs to remember to always spread love and care.
Devastation and dehumanization upon others will never heal you.
Actions like that will only return back onto you.
Be cautious. For those you love, may not be who you thought them to be.
Do not be destroyed, do not lose faith. Always carry empathy.
“A great fire burns within me, but no one stops to warm themselves at it, and passers-by only see a wisp of smoke”
Just a Gareth Pugh throw back to 2009.
The prisms and angular points make me obsessive.
Tom Odell - Another Love (Zwette Edit)