tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30080999451009996362024-03-13T00:17:35.445-06:00Windswept"I think it's better when you aren't looking for a photograph and you just stumble upon one." -Damien Saatdjianlittleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.comBlogger186125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3008099945100999636.post-50131391997025288602012-12-25T21:31:00.001-07:002012-12-25T21:31:43.475-07:00Lana Del Rey<iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/34342279" width="500" height="281" frameborder="0" webkitAllowFullScreen mozallowfullscreen allowFullScreen></iframe> <p><a href="http://vimeo.com/34342279">Lana Del Rey - Video Games (Mulberry Session)</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/disconaivete">disco naïveté</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer">littleghostgirl</div>littleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3008099945100999636.post-29293379656458280192012-12-25T21:15:00.001-07:002012-12-25T21:15:12.987-07:00Sleepwalking in the Rift<iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/55403443?title=0&byline=0&portrait=0" width="500" height="281" frameborder="0" webkitAllowFullScreen mozallowfullscreen allowFullScreen></iframe> <p><a href="http://vimeo.com/55403443">"Sleepwalking in the Rift" a film directed by Cary Fukunaga for Maiyet</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/maiyet">M A I Y E T</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer">littleghostgirl</div>littleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3008099945100999636.post-91345825800727468662012-02-26T21:56:00.002-07:002012-02-26T21:59:37.407-07:00Procrastination<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m01bgc7PsH1qavv71o1_500.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 350px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m01bgc7PsH1qavv71o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />So I have a visual analysis for art history due tomorrow and I only have about one page of it done. I think this must be the ultimate definition of procrastination. Well, I'm finally motivated to get down to business after working, watching the Oscars, and eating a couple of york peppermint patties. Wish me luck!<div class="blogger-post-footer">littleghostgirl</div>littleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3008099945100999636.post-11008295328927612882012-02-26T21:43:00.003-07:002012-02-26T21:47:16.970-07:00Oscar!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ly6weaP1q61qbwvp8o1_500.png"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 700px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ly6weaP1q61qbwvp8o1_500.png" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />I saw this movie the other night with my boyfriend. I wasn't sure what it would be like, but I most certainly wasn't disappointed. The music, slapstick comedy, adventure plot, and character development were all fantastic. I read the comics when I was younger and felt that familiar pang of nostalgia upon experiencing this animated feature. To all those who have and have not read the comics, this movie is well worth the effort of driving to the theaters one evening. <br /><br />On another note, The Artist won Best Picture! I'm going to see that film this coming week. Excited!<div class="blogger-post-footer">littleghostgirl</div>littleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3008099945100999636.post-74855430844584514742012-02-25T13:16:00.002-07:002012-02-25T13:23:36.687-07:00Danny Lyon<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://theselvedgeyard.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/image_resize-10-php.jpeg?w=600&h=395"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 395px;" src="http://theselvedgeyard.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/image_resize-10-php.jpeg?w=600&h=395" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Last Tuesday I had the unique pleasure of hearing Danny Lyon give a talk at my University. I had previously purchased one of his books, Knave of Hearts, which he signed for me. While the talk was less academic than I thought it would be, he had a sense of humor and wit that kept things interesting. The image above is currently being displayed in our art museum's photo exhibition. It is an image that tells of freedom, rebellion, and youth. <br /><br />If you're interested, check out his blog: <a href="http://dektol.wordpress.com/">Bleak Beauty</a><div class="blogger-post-footer">littleghostgirl</div>littleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3008099945100999636.post-43980598052036852762011-05-19T21:21:00.005-06:002011-05-19T21:28:20.422-06:00Coming SoonSoon I'll put up some of my images from my latest photography project, which involves projecting images in the domestic space. Exciting!<br /><br />Current read: <a href="http://www.roomthebook.com/">Room</a> by Emma Donoghue<br />Current listen: <a href="http://youtu.be/UWd6wUh3mGo">HANNA</a> soundtrack by the Chemical Brothers<br />Current watch: Blue Valentine (This movie was fantastic!)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.onlinemovieshut.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/watch-blue-valentine-online.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 479px; height: 680px;" src="http://www.onlinemovieshut.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/watch-blue-valentine-online.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer">littleghostgirl</div>littleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3008099945100999636.post-74074675665935720582011-04-14T20:38:00.003-06:002011-04-14T20:43:13.796-06:00Imogen Heap - Lifeline<iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/j_SqU-Ys3-0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer">littleghostgirl</div>littleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3008099945100999636.post-35258407985612228342011-04-05T20:21:00.004-06:002011-04-05T20:34:42.938-06:00Light BoxesLight Boxes, a novel by Shane Jones, is what I'm currently reading. It's very different from anything I've read before, but I am enjoying it very much. One of the reasons I picked it up in the bookstore is it's cover. I love the design and the pops of saturated color that appear. The illustration is done by <a href="http://www.kengarduno.com/">Ken Gardun</a>o and the design and lettering of the cover is done by <a href="http://bookcoverarchive.com/Paul_Buckley">Paul Buckley</a>. <br /><br />After I'm done reading it, I'll try to write up a coherent review. No guarantees that it will be good, but I'll try my best. For now, here's an image from the cover. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.infinitas.com.au/ProductImages/9780143117780.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 513px;" src="http://www.infinitas.com.au/ProductImages/9780143117780.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer">littleghostgirl</div>littleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3008099945100999636.post-88126439963217039642011-04-03T13:57:00.003-06:002011-04-03T14:08:51.961-06:00Kevin Van Aelst<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kevinvanaelst.com/finger-leftthumb.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 688px;" src="http://www.kevinvanaelst.com/finger-leftthumb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kevinvanaelst.com/finger-RightThumb.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 688px;" src="http://www.kevinvanaelst.com/finger-RightThumb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kevinvanaelst.com/finger-leftring.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 688px;" src="http://www.kevinvanaelst.com/finger-leftring.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kevinvanaelst.com/finger-rightmiddle.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 688px;" src="http://www.kevinvanaelst.com/finger-rightmiddle.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kevinvanaelst.com/finger-rightring.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 688px;" src="http://www.kevinvanaelst.com/finger-rightring.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.kevinvanaelst.com/index.html">Kevin Van Aelst</a> is a photographer whose work has been commissioned by the likes of New York Times Magazine, Wired Magazine, and the Boston Globe. The images are colorful, creative, and fun. Many of them feature underlying critiques on society. I especially enjoyed the series of images featuring the fingerprints. It's something I've never seen done before!<div class="blogger-post-footer">littleghostgirl</div>littleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3008099945100999636.post-42688711846055062922011-03-10T22:46:00.003-07:002011-03-10T22:57:33.558-07:00Kathleen Hawkes<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.spesw.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/Hawkes_K-5-700x861.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 700px; height: 861px;" src="http://www.spesw.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/Hawkes_K-5-700x861.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.spesw.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/Hawkes_K-2-700x511.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 700px; height: 511px;" src="http://www.spesw.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/Hawkes_K-2-700x511.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://kathleenhawkes.com/home.html">Kathleen Hawkes</a> is an MFA student at the University of New Mexico. Her thesis show is coming up this April in Albuquerque, NM. Her more recent photos deal with the surface of the photograph. She composites her photos together seamlessly. The images above are from the series "Tableware" in which she photographed tableware in a variety of ways. One of my favorite series done by her is titled "Belonging." In this series, she has catalogued burned objects and objects in suitcases that people would bring with them if they could. Her work is beautiful.<div class="blogger-post-footer">littleghostgirl</div>littleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3008099945100999636.post-50219272415334715622011-03-10T22:27:00.003-07:002011-03-10T22:42:31.509-07:00Jan von Holleben<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.janvonholleben.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/sl04.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 548px; height: 365px;" src="http://www.janvonholleben.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/sl04.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.janvonholleben.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/03_good-and-evil.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 548px; height: 365px;" src="http://www.janvonholleben.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/03_good-and-evil.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.janvonholleben.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/p06.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 548px; height: 365px;" src="http://www.janvonholleben.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/p06.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.janvonholleben.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/d03.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 548px; height: 365px;" src="http://www.janvonholleben.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/d03.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.janvonholleben.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/d07.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 548px; height: 365px;" src="http://www.janvonholleben.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/d07.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.janvonholleben.com/">Jan von Holleben</a> was born in 1977 and brought up in Germany. He is the son of a cinematographer and a child therapist. His work has been exhibited globally. He creates photographs that are fun and filled with youthful spirit. However, his more "mature" works (of which there are many images on his site) are no less beautiful or insightful as the ones shown here. Some of the aspects I enjoy most about his images are the vibrant colors and creativity embedded in the pieces. They inspire me to no end.<div class="blogger-post-footer">littleghostgirl</div>littleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3008099945100999636.post-26402945389718673232010-12-09T15:27:00.002-07:002010-12-09T15:28:56.470-07:00E. E. Cummings: Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyondsomewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond<br />any experience,your eyes have their silence:<br />in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,<br />or which i cannot touch because they are too near<br /><br />your slightest look easily will unclose me<br />though i have closed myself as fingers,<br />you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens<br />(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose<br /><br />or if your wish be to close me, i and<br />my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,<br />as when the heart of this flower imagines<br />the snow carefully everywhere descending;<br /><br />nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals<br />the power of your intense fragility:whose texture<br />compels me with the color of its countries,<br />rendering death and forever with each breathing<br /><br />(i do not know what it is about you that closes<br />and opens;only something in me understands<br />the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)<br />nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands<div class="blogger-post-footer">littleghostgirl</div>littleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3008099945100999636.post-75597926597618045772010-12-07T16:28:00.003-07:002010-12-07T16:36:02.618-07:00'Nuff Said.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://papernstitchblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/391708_Z34q5oRT_c.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://papernstitchblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/391708_Z34q5oRT_c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Sometimes everyone needs a little bit of a confidence boost. It's a part of life, these ups and downs we have. 100% natural. But when we're down it hurts. So here's to all those who need some support. In truth, you're awesome. You deserve to have some holiday ice cream from a beautiful tin and to smell candles scented like cranberries and pine trees. You deserve to window shop for a full day try on anything you like. Literally anything. You deserve to cuddle up by the fireplace and watch Christmas movies like White Christmas and A Miracle on 34th Street. You deserve to wear fuzzy socks and dance around your living room even when there's no music. You deserve to wish upon a star. You deserve to make snow angels on your driveway. So many things to do. So be happy!<div class="blogger-post-footer">littleghostgirl</div>littleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3008099945100999636.post-34144347205830104582010-12-06T23:13:00.002-07:002010-12-06T23:14:53.182-07:00This Is SO On My Wish List:<a href="http://photojojo.com/store/awesomeness/fuji-instax-210/embed"><img src="http://embed.photojojo.com/store/awesomeness/productImages/724a540.jpg" width="600" height="400" border="0"></a><br /><br /><strong>Buy the <a href="http://photojojo.com/store/awesomeness/fuji-instax-210/embed">Fuji Instax 210 Wide Instant Camera</a></strong> at the <a href="http://photojojo.com/store/embed">Photojojo Store!</a><br /><br />I've decided that if I had this my life would be complete. Well, that's not strictly true, but it would be close.<div class="blogger-post-footer">littleghostgirl</div>littleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3008099945100999636.post-56679423592451178242010-12-06T17:35:00.002-07:002010-12-06T17:39:11.311-07:00Levi Weaver<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3RtXw3UVSH8?fs=1&hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3RtXw3UVSH8?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LAgSOwkTKkI?fs=1&hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LAgSOwkTKkI?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />I think these videos by Levi Weaver are very beautiful. His narration and lyrics are emotionally charged, with lilting melodies and peaceful/thoughtful pauses. This artist, though I have only just discovered him, appears to be talented and creative. Please enjoy these videos.<div class="blogger-post-footer">littleghostgirl</div>littleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3008099945100999636.post-91455988855263733652010-09-12T18:01:00.004-06:002010-09-12T18:07:37.514-06:00Perfectly Perfect Swap SongsThese two songs are a couple of my favorites on a mix cd I just received from Australia! I participated in a swap and wasn't disappointed in the least. I think these two songs really apply to my life right now. This cd came at the perfect time. Many thanks. :)<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bvcbq5Z6WyE?fs=1&hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bvcbq5Z6WyE?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N0LjXWzxPD8?fs=1&hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N0LjXWzxPD8?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer">littleghostgirl</div>littleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3008099945100999636.post-43483308502901332202010-07-09T22:15:00.005-06:002010-07-10T00:10:14.931-06:00...I feel...well I don't know how I feel. Maybe a little like having no direction. No compass. No purpose. Just living in a fog, restless and apathetic. Drifting on the sea in a little yellow lifeboat lying there and watching the clouds change shape. At night seeing the stars twinkle and the moon glow with that white light of infinity. The smell of salt water in my nostrils and the sound of water lapping against the boat gently caressing my ears. Thinking about life in its simplest form. Beautiful and dangerous. Wild and forbidden. But mostly concentrating on the sea, the air, the rubbery feel of the boat. The wind pushes me along and i just stare up not caring where i float. Trusting nature to guide my way. Always.<div class="blogger-post-footer">littleghostgirl</div>littleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3008099945100999636.post-41083410465084891552010-07-07T23:00:00.006-06:002010-07-07T23:17:19.610-06:00White LightA little girl<br />Lost and frightened<br />Found her way<br />Inside of herself<br />Deep within<br />Where a flame warmed the space around<br />And she danced and sang<br />Until the monsters came<br />And dragged her down<br />Into the floor.<br /><br />Underneath the smog and the clay<br />The stones so cold<br />And the pavement so gray <br />She lived in a palace<br />Of ash and soot<br />And looked around<br />But there was no light<br />So she fell and stumbled<br />And tripped all night.<br /><br />Many years went by<br />She always the same<br />Innocent and young<br />And quiet of face<br />But one day a man came<br />From the world above<br />And he was trapped<br />Just the same as she was<br />So together they suffered<br />In pain they grew to love<br />Then one day he said to her,<br />"I'll take you above"<br />To which she replied,<br />"I believe you, my love."<br /><br />In the dark they stayed<br />For many years<br />But one night <br />The man grew still<br />He felt his lover<br />Close by his side<br />Motionless and cold<br />And he knew she had left him behind<br />So he mustered up some courage<br />And felt around for a large stone<br />Then he slammed it into his head<br />And as he bled <br />He remembered his promise<br />He saw a white light.<br /><br />-by Me<br /><br />Random poem I wrote tonight around 11pm. I haven't read it all the way through. I just wrote it and I'm going to leave it in its raw form. Tell me what you think if you'd like to.<div class="blogger-post-footer">littleghostgirl</div>littleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3008099945100999636.post-54291943031747603632010-07-06T12:20:00.003-06:002010-07-06T12:25:20.682-06:00BPS June 2010<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu8zFT1haCOHhUimyvYf9nT4AyqnAJSYkYgXZL5YWGiq-inFVFpwVx2oY5mz3t5rBj0uTfFEQbwQJclj-AQOtHZ7RttFysVAWS9rUmhqiyFujt4FcEf9ffTCmEfW3yyJ8gra0VQe78koc/s1600/IMG_5811.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu8zFT1haCOHhUimyvYf9nT4AyqnAJSYkYgXZL5YWGiq-inFVFpwVx2oY5mz3t5rBj0uTfFEQbwQJclj-AQOtHZ7RttFysVAWS9rUmhqiyFujt4FcEf9ffTCmEfW3yyJ8gra0VQe78koc/s400/IMG_5811.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490860498091521154" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcTGY-UJzor3XLIMZ6zlRhRQ5FIPEqbsSHA2ZNlP2rUQsDVofl_SQrSTYPezCXQ2jcCS9Os3t3ZE__IokmhRK-jENSDZoMZI0j09Fk95CYqwRyYLJs2_18_pg9kV74Qmkfs0QWV74lucc/s1600/IMG_5810.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcTGY-UJzor3XLIMZ6zlRhRQ5FIPEqbsSHA2ZNlP2rUQsDVofl_SQrSTYPezCXQ2jcCS9Os3t3ZE__IokmhRK-jENSDZoMZI0j09Fk95CYqwRyYLJs2_18_pg9kV74Qmkfs0QWV74lucc/s400/IMG_5810.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490860488898747378" /></a><br /><br /><br />So I guess I haven't been very diligent in keeping up with posts about the BPS (benevolent postcard society). I received this postcard a few weeks ago and was very excited! It's from Estonia and the image is apparently from a children's book series. I just love it!<div class="blogger-post-footer">littleghostgirl</div>littleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3008099945100999636.post-17296083875556197402010-06-08T22:55:00.003-06:002010-06-08T23:01:23.308-06:00Laura Marling<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EEyCm6OOkOY&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EEyCm6OOkOY&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WbqhWonJxzA&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WbqhWonJxzA&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer">littleghostgirl</div>littleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3008099945100999636.post-33911774147097517822010-05-23T13:47:00.002-06:002010-05-23T13:50:10.299-06:00"Fuck Me and Marry Me Young"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l2w0txiErk1qzsw67o1_500.png"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 384px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l2w0txiErk1qzsw67o1_500.png" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />So this is a painting by <a href="http://krisknight.com/home.html">Kris Knight.</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/krisknight/">Flickr</a><div class="blogger-post-footer">littleghostgirl</div>littleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3008099945100999636.post-81208640117747173752010-05-22T19:45:00.005-06:002010-05-22T19:48:24.487-06:00Open Eyes<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji5oKnh031VRXzyKBrIoRQJ_2152NClK-N65MwDuy4CHnRCaRBRtkt435AflNARK-RKwO2Cl5mPIL7Y0PLecBVkNbo23dB5fKB0MaEpEY_FPnwOuUVxiOfLSFDBGcj8gN3sjfheHjMJhU/s1600/ed+bw+stopsign.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji5oKnh031VRXzyKBrIoRQJ_2152NClK-N65MwDuy4CHnRCaRBRtkt435AflNARK-RKwO2Cl5mPIL7Y0PLecBVkNbo23dB5fKB0MaEpEY_FPnwOuUVxiOfLSFDBGcj8gN3sjfheHjMJhU/s400/ed+bw+stopsign.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474275737922770738" /></a><br /><br />This is my friend Ed who so graciously chose to accompany me on a photo expedition through the shiftier parts of downtown. As a matter of fact, this photo expedition was the one in which I took my final project photos that you see below.<div class="blogger-post-footer">littleghostgirl</div>littleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3008099945100999636.post-31064916775867350122010-05-22T19:28:00.006-06:002010-05-22T19:50:21.838-06:00Open Eyes<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ9ljcAE66q_f-NSIUxv3viWbmh-PlZ8UulCsnJqG3VLpKi-3qNOPMk4O3ejSWj_tnvWQDc69Xwq5k9KwVP8uRkTvajsu2uQdavF8dUci4rV8MHbp77QymIP8LegnJIjMuHiHwwH4VXA0/s1600/Salazar_187_001.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ9ljcAE66q_f-NSIUxv3viWbmh-PlZ8UulCsnJqG3VLpKi-3qNOPMk4O3ejSWj_tnvWQDc69Xwq5k9KwVP8uRkTvajsu2uQdavF8dUci4rV8MHbp77QymIP8LegnJIjMuHiHwwH4VXA0/s400/Salazar_187_001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474273793902331202" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTby9ul8XnDB8POS_7nsgozLYsTFZFMyo2Q1LERYZFjGjWmwxGaCagJKfGpi68nTA2qRReAO9vI9BEnEgUhnX3m05VeP5UalDELGIHhDUgvnZ5LvES1uNjsVwAKHwTtc7zCTyZQYrYbm4/s1600/Salazar_187_001-2.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr-x9UoC3j29cFeCYr1-TAFeEtOrDyl2FuunRnzfaux2Q7u24Uq9zzsGTJYMpaxEOMsNOh_at9lRwA1A4E3FV0AqAFAJ71WChVdyETRcNrQXavvYom4YFftPfh9lg2JSHqbbh8d2CuWS4/s400/Salazar_187_001-8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474276731336479138" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOPuOjelV-DROCHyPMiZMYC-No5Cy_YcWc8lFXGvzrMWN9hI0ylJyej3k7blKu5YvzZiQuxVcc8ZJRHNOJcpyBiFE7mnITRoflvkic79gYfTY25v1yoN_4_8e8_iByRJ-67mej5B1WaCI/s1600/Salazar_187_001-9.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOPuOjelV-DROCHyPMiZMYC-No5Cy_YcWc8lFXGvzrMWN9hI0ylJyej3k7blKu5YvzZiQuxVcc8ZJRHNOJcpyBiFE7mnITRoflvkic79gYfTY25v1yoN_4_8e8_iByRJ-67mej5B1WaCI/s400/Salazar_187_001-9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474273388331340946" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCKsppa0amSLB4DDgUtXp_kD9Bly70PGfzYjc8IWUlF19dKHcYV2Ji5oeTBNoHem-UL7CERG12X5IL-P7yz5JiGsZP_RHbPWQIdJ-_xhFg1JREOwulo4KoSLgpFSHYGHirNmCNmLmibW0/s1600/Salazar_187_001-10.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCKsppa0amSLB4DDgUtXp_kD9Bly70PGfzYjc8IWUlF19dKHcYV2Ji5oeTBNoHem-UL7CERG12X5IL-P7yz5JiGsZP_RHbPWQIdJ-_xhFg1JREOwulo4KoSLgpFSHYGHirNmCNmLmibW0/s400/Salazar_187_001-10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474273379692399074" /></a><br /><br />So these were the photos for my final project in photography. Tell me what you think please.<div class="blogger-post-footer">littleghostgirl</div>littleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3008099945100999636.post-69589069476217488662010-05-22T18:13:00.003-06:002010-05-22T19:12:24.378-06:00Open Eyes<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5GpCTPnD6A3a7HJ2JCrslDSCcTyral7J0ADOXILyOu-ZLSu6oxuGbw30c43DCyXm7a3CBBgFJsJd15WlGxp1P1qquJDy57zyXFE8so2ZhwxG7kLxaPugodh5h_WHL7ewN373gckh-ER8/s1600/IMG_5431.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5GpCTPnD6A3a7HJ2JCrslDSCcTyral7J0ADOXILyOu-ZLSu6oxuGbw30c43DCyXm7a3CBBgFJsJd15WlGxp1P1qquJDy57zyXFE8so2ZhwxG7kLxaPugodh5h_WHL7ewN373gckh-ER8/s400/IMG_5431.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474252329964120242" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi0zkAKHd7JNk_zv0YSICcRsLhjfmUcpjg6cGtB95iDgELzQWxg6HRZaDlQB-HrH-axC6CnxPmGQnSWxT4XOd6ayoYoFW_JcVDX4xEZQDPZRbOXkK3pKEw7pvxwhVBhAEecEg5lYynvfA/s1600/IMG_5419.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi0zkAKHd7JNk_zv0YSICcRsLhjfmUcpjg6cGtB95iDgELzQWxg6HRZaDlQB-HrH-axC6CnxPmGQnSWxT4XOd6ayoYoFW_JcVDX4xEZQDPZRbOXkK3pKEw7pvxwhVBhAEecEg5lYynvfA/s400/IMG_5419.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474252315691222130" /></a><br /><br />After I finished school for the semester, I felt really restless. I was worried about grades coming in and about getting everything ready for the visitors we would be having so soon. I guess I felt like I needed some color in my life. Some brightness. So one day I was meandering about the house and found that I loved how the light was hitting the bananas. I took some photos and felt immediately more animated and serene than before. And that's the story for today. :)<div class="blogger-post-footer">littleghostgirl</div>littleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3008099945100999636.post-21771791063310884562010-05-22T18:12:00.001-06:002010-05-22T18:13:26.829-06:00MARIO BASANOV & VIDIS feat JAZZU - I'll be gone<object width="400" height="320"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=7792511&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1" /><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=7792511&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="320"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/7792511">I'll be gone</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/korb">KORB</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p><br /><br />MARIO BASANOV & VIDIS feat JAZZU - I'll be gone<div class="blogger-post-footer">littleghostgirl</div>littleghostgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467634516463660435noreply@blogger.com0