abundance: December 2008

23.12.08

17.12.08

lifetime

it takes a minute to like someone,

an hour to love someone,

but a lifetime to forget someone

'anonymous'

so true...

photo's from 'we heart it' and 'flickr'

15.12.08

broken heart

when you are dreaming with a broken heart

the waking up is the hardest part

'john mayer'

http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=25URKL26I04

photo's from 'we heart it'

12.12.08

i am obsessed lately (well- with a lot of things, really) with polaroid and wanted to have one really, really bad. well it happened that i found one in a thrift shop last week. not knowing if it would work at all. those are my very first images. i like the 70's feel to it. for some reason it has little dots going down on the left hand side. i hope it's not the camera (probably is)- can't wait to experiment more.

11.12.08

detail

this is an experiment

in collaboration with my gorgeous friend mona

8.12.08

illusion

illusion is the first of all pleasures

the truth is rarely pure and never simple

'oscar wilde'

photo's from 'flickr'

ever changing moods

my beautiful friend send me this song a little while ago...

thank you xxx

i used to love this song so much

still do- now for different reasons

photo's are from 'we heart it' and 'flickr'

photo with hearts i found on my favourite blog: 'loveology'

daylight turns to moonlight - and I'm at my best
praising the way it all works - gazing upon the rest
the cool before the warm
the calm after the storm

i wish to stay forever - letting this be my food
but I'm caught up in a whirlwind and my ever changing moods
bitter turns to sugar - some call a passive tune
but the day things turn sweet - for me won't be too soon
the hush before the silence
the winds after the blast
i wish we'd move together - this time the bosses sued
but we're caught up in the wilderness and an ever changing mood
teardrops turn to children - who've never had the time
to commit the sins they pay for through - another's evil mind
the love after the hate
the love we leave too late
i wish we'd wake up one day - an' everyone feel moved
but we're caught up in the dailies and an ever changing mood

evil turns to statues - and masses form a line
but I know which way I'd run to if the choice was mine
the past is knowledge - the present our mistake
and the future we always leave too late
i wish we'd come to our senses and see there is no truth
in those who promote the confusion for this ever changing mood