finales...

What's left is a blur

of sky where the weather

rehearses its own finales.

— Linda Pastan
Yuli Sate

Seventh time….

He took her note out of his pocket and read it again for the seventh time that day.

As he did, he grew exactly the same smile as before.

“Thank you for making me hungry and I’m not talking only about food; you make me hungry in so many wonderful ways.”

— Jonathan Carroll
Typewriter Series #639 by Tyler Knott Gregson

Voices...

Never are voices so beautiful as on a winter’s evening, when dusk almost hides the body,

and they seem to issue from nothingness with a note of intimacy seldom heard by day.

— Virginia Woolf, 'Night and Day'

'valentino haute couture' photographed by max von gumppenberg & patrick bienert for vogue italia’s couture supplement march 2014.

potted roses….

I held lucid conversations

with a potted rose

Empathizing over falling petals and tears.

How they have similar silenced grace

Unlike fallen angels.

Aren’t we all searching for a love 

that should have been here by now?

I am now practicing intentional piety 

To find strength

To return to sacredness-the sanctity of my being.

— potted roses - Tapiwa Mugabe
Kristen McMenamy by Tim Walker for Vogue Italia October 2012

I wish...

I wish I could throw off the thoughts which poison my happiness.

And yet I take a kind of pleasure in indulging them

— Frederic Chopin

Irving Penn

I...

I want every piece of me to crash into every piece of you,

I swear to god that’s how they make stars.

— Mary Lambert
Mariacarla Boscono and Natasha Poly photographed by Willy Vanderperre for W Magazine March 2011

I am alive...

''...Throw roses into the abyss and say:

'here is my thanks to the monster who didn’t succeed in swallowing me alive.''

Friedrich Nietzsche

E MOTION by Josefin Arestav

imperfect….

My speech is imperfect.

Not because I want to shine with words, but out of the impossibility of finding those words, I speak in images.

With nothing else can I express the words from the depths.

— Carl Gustav Jung, The Red Book 

isa asklof by Markus Pritzi for Tush

around...

AROUND

I saw the world. I learnt of new cultures. I flew across an ocean. 

I wore women's clothing. Made a friend. Fell in love. 

― Jules Verne , Around the World in Eighty Days

my images, mady dooijes, instagram

Sometimes….

Sometimes it saves you,

sometimes it can set you free.

Oh but it will hurt.

— Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson 

"arsenic blues" by nicolas valois for the wild magazine spring 2014.