Sunday, November 29, 2009
Simplicity
via Sjofugl
Simplicity at its best. For when I want to run and never look back. For when I want to be out in the fresh air. Alone and free. And full of life. Youth. Independence. Looking up. Better days ahead. Optimism. Hope. Beauty. A better tomorrow. Life.
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Friday, November 27, 2009
Thursday, November 26, 2009
REED + RADER
As I was looking through some older posts on Ilovefake Magazine's blog, I came across this photographer duo and was caught, not by all of their images, but by the last two that they posted. My favorite two favorites from this particular series are shown above.
Check out their official website.
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Sensitive
For some reason, I've always seen knees as an almost off-limits place. I don't know why, but there's something about having someone touch your knee that's deeply personal. A small connection, hand covering knee, but powerful. Simple. Intimate. But perhaps other people don't feel this way. That's fine. Maybe their knees aren't as sensitive. As ticklish. But maybe they're missing out on something simply perfect.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
The Sweetest Love
She said that she wanted to get high. He took her to the tallest hill in town.
She said that she wanted to stay up all night and drink. He bought her a 12-pack of caffinated Pepsi and said, “Drink up.” She said that she wanted to shoot herself in the face. He gave her a water gun, put her finger on the trigger, aimed it at her face, and helped her pull the trigger. She said that she wanted to cut herself. He took a polaroid of her, handed it to her along with scissors, and had her cut it up. She said that she wanted to cry herself to sleep. He had her watch a sad, romantic movie before bed. She said that she wanted to see her blood. He took her to get her ears pierced. She said she wanted to be alone. He gave her a name tag that said, “My name is: Alone.” She said she wanted to have someone there to take care of her, always. He asked her when he wasn’t.
This post is a "reblog" via Emzskidoodles
I couldn't resist reblogging this post. It must be the cutest thing I've seen in a long time! It definitely brings out the girl in me, which sometimes doesn't see the light of day. ^^
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
GLEE
This show may seem to be like a television version of HSM. I assure you it is not. This show is filled with truly talented performers such as Lea Michele who starred in Spring Awakening on broadway. I love her muy muy mucho! This show is hilarious and wondrous. Check it out!
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Monday, September 14, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Open Eyes
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Will Hybrid photostream.
So this morning I was walking around on campus and walked over the grass and through the concrete basin up the stairs of doom all the way to the SUB. Doesn't that sound like an epic journey? Well, maybe not. ;) Anyway, this morning I was especially struck by the beauty of the sunlight reflected on the grass. And that's the story. Sorry if it seems a little abrupt, but I really don't know what else to write about grass.
At my home, we no longer have any grass. This is somewhat of a tragedy because I like grass...usually. Not when there are creepy-crawlies, of course. I remember playing soccer with my friends and running through the sprinklers in my bathing suit when I was small. Just enjoying the feel of grass beneath my bare feet. Which brings me to another somewhat off-topic point. I love going around in bare feet. It doesn't matter where I am. If I'm comfortable enough, the shoes will come off. Back in high school they came off every class period. I would sit cross-legged at my desk with my shoes tucked neatly underneath...peaceful. I suppose I like to feel connected to something. Does anyone else have weird quirks like this?
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Wednesday, September 9, 2009
I love my stockings!
Abbytrysagain is a talented photographer. This photo really touched my heart. Ah...the days of colorful stockings (and socks) are coming again.
It all started with my lovely Diana-girl...
Freshman year of high school. Uniforms. Tan and white. Boring.
And then she wore stockings. Colorful stockings. Striped. Patterned.
And so she started a revolution. What I wouldn't give to have these (above) socks!
The above is a cropped photo of some of the stocking rebels :D.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
The Benevolent Postcard Society
I am part of the Benevolent Postcard Society, an artistic project designed by Lori, author of the blog Automatism. Basically, what happens is that once a month you send a postcard to someone and another individual will send one to you. This project brings strangers from all over the globe together through an exchange of positive and beautiful postcards. Thank you, Lori, for giving all of us this opportunity. I received my first postcard today from Canada! :D Above is the picture of the beautiful hand-made postcard I received in the mail. And yes, I am eating twizzlers this afternoon lol.
BPS blog
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Friday, September 4, 2009
Daisies
My favorite flower...
Image from Photobucket.
Daisies always cheer me up. They look lovely just after a rain shower or while bending with the wind. They can stand alone or together in a beautiful meadow. They come in many colors. They might look a bit weedy to some, but the weediness just makes them seem that much stronger. A weed always grows back. So will a daisy showered with love.
The following is an excerpt from What Different Flowers Symbolize:
Daisy
The daisy's name comes from the Anglo-Saxon "daes eage," or "day's eye," which refers to the way the flower opens and closes with the sun. The daisy is knows as a symbol of childhood innocence and is said to originate from a Dryad who presided over forests, meadows, and pastures. Roman mythological legend tells us that the nymph Belides, as she danced with the other nymphs at the edge of the forest, caught the eye of Vertumnus, the god of the orchards. To escape his unwanted attention, she transformed herself into the flower bellis, which is the daisy's botanical name.
Daisies are often confused with chrysanthemums. The daisy continue to be associated with simplicity and modesty, characteristics carried down from the Victorian era. Heartbroken Victorian young women who wished to be loved once again by their suitors began a custom using the daisy, that is still in use today. In Victorian times is was a young maiden would pluck a daisy's petals one by one and sing, "He loves me, he loves me not," for each petal pulled. The last petal so plucked predicted the future of such love.
Young girls might also pick a handful of daisies with eyes closed. The number of blossoms in hand told of the number of years remaining until marriage. Its simplicity has made the daisy a favorite of many poets. Its healing and predictive powers made it popular not only with farmers, but also with an infamous English king. Spring, medieval farmers would say, would not arrive until one could set a foot on twelve daisies. To dream of daisies in springtime or summer was a lucky omen, but dreams of them in fall or winter meant certain doom. Transplanting wild daisies to a cultivated garden was considered to be very unlucky. King Henry VIII ate dishes of daisies to relieve himself from his stomach-ulcer pain. For then, it was also believed that drinking crushed daisies steeped in wine, in small doses over a period of fifteen could cure insanity.
The message that daisies bring are of innocence, purity, and gentleness on behalf of both the giver and the receiver. The daisy's message is, "You have as many virtues as this plant has petals," or, "I will consider your request." A white daisy symbolizes a common feeling of affection, and a red daisy tells of beauty unknown to the possessor.
Image from Photobucket.
Daisies always cheer me up. They look lovely just after a rain shower or while bending with the wind. They can stand alone or together in a beautiful meadow. They come in many colors. They might look a bit weedy to some, but the weediness just makes them seem that much stronger. A weed always grows back. So will a daisy showered with love.
The following is an excerpt from What Different Flowers Symbolize:
Daisy
The daisy's name comes from the Anglo-Saxon "daes eage," or "day's eye," which refers to the way the flower opens and closes with the sun. The daisy is knows as a symbol of childhood innocence and is said to originate from a Dryad who presided over forests, meadows, and pastures. Roman mythological legend tells us that the nymph Belides, as she danced with the other nymphs at the edge of the forest, caught the eye of Vertumnus, the god of the orchards. To escape his unwanted attention, she transformed herself into the flower bellis, which is the daisy's botanical name.
Daisies are often confused with chrysanthemums. The daisy continue to be associated with simplicity and modesty, characteristics carried down from the Victorian era. Heartbroken Victorian young women who wished to be loved once again by their suitors began a custom using the daisy, that is still in use today. In Victorian times is was a young maiden would pluck a daisy's petals one by one and sing, "He loves me, he loves me not," for each petal pulled. The last petal so plucked predicted the future of such love.
Young girls might also pick a handful of daisies with eyes closed. The number of blossoms in hand told of the number of years remaining until marriage. Its simplicity has made the daisy a favorite of many poets. Its healing and predictive powers made it popular not only with farmers, but also with an infamous English king. Spring, medieval farmers would say, would not arrive until one could set a foot on twelve daisies. To dream of daisies in springtime or summer was a lucky omen, but dreams of them in fall or winter meant certain doom. Transplanting wild daisies to a cultivated garden was considered to be very unlucky. King Henry VIII ate dishes of daisies to relieve himself from his stomach-ulcer pain. For then, it was also believed that drinking crushed daisies steeped in wine, in small doses over a period of fifteen could cure insanity.
The message that daisies bring are of innocence, purity, and gentleness on behalf of both the giver and the receiver. The daisy's message is, "You have as many virtues as this plant has petals," or, "I will consider your request." A white daisy symbolizes a common feeling of affection, and a red daisy tells of beauty unknown to the possessor.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Open Eyes
These pictures are inspired by Tina from The English Muse who has an entire blog dedicated to clouds, which is appropriately titled as Cloud Society. Thank you for inspiration, Tina! These are through the window of a vehicle.
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Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Sunday, August 16, 2009
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