Sunday, March 20, 2011

horizon




A third floor window opens onto a balcony, the sun shines on the concrete desert of the abandoned courtyard. Only a few years ago this was a thriving tourist resort. Everything sits still now. Everything has stopped. Everything is covered in a fine layer of dust- a layer of time.
BANG
I am Alone.
This
FEVERISH
Solitude.
I could be anywhere but I am here Alone
Desert winds blow across the sea. They used to say that these winds brought the strange men from other lands. You can smell the hot sun in the wind. Betrayal is the worst kind of loss, you loose the ability to trust and so you can never feel what you felt before. The many since our world and theirs once were at peace. I have betrayed myself we are all the betrayers of our own souls. Betray Betray take it all away. I am Alone. I therefore cannot abide. You are a fool to think anything of me that you cannot think of yourself. I cannot please me let alone POSSIBLY you. I can never just please me I must please all.
Rules
How to avoid being perceived, how to avoid error:
  1. Always look out for other peoples interests
  2. Never do anything on a whim
  3. Do not follow your heart, lead with your brain
  4. Listen
  5. Wait
  6. Destroy. EXTERMINATE
I therefore need you to breathe, sleep and wake.
The wind against my face.
Rushing
Forward
Moving
Toward
It is unsettling when it is still-
To know. This air is infinitely old. This wind has been blowing forever. Will blow forever. It is part of the whole and to breathe this air I need to live to keep breathing to know I need to keep breathing …’I can only do so indirectly’… sometimes I forget.
I know
There is the wind (the air that I breathe, the breath that I draw)
There is the Sun that warms the earth and moves the air
There is the compulsion to destroy
There is the compulsion to survive

Monday, March 7, 2011

STDYBTCH

I've just started Uni again after a 2 1/2 year gap. I'm offically a
mature age student now (gasp). I've been studying at my tiny desk all
afternoon. My BFF just gave me a vase full of flowers to brighten up
my study area! She's so lovely!

Friday, March 4, 2011

Thursday, February 24, 2011

field of poppies



this year will be over in 10 months and four days.

Friday, February 18, 2011

wet mess




I wish i could paint like this
the nizina glacier breaks off into a muddy lake in St Elias National park in Alaska. 
Images via i'm revolting
The Nizina Glacier breaks off into a muddy lake in St. Elias National Park in Alaska. From top: 

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

the pied paper

today I received  #01 repetition and #02 trace of pie in the mail. 
I had seen it on tourist magazine and following my penchant for expensive imported magazines, I immediately ordered. I'm a little disappointed that i miss out on #00 (sold out) as the paper is pretty fab. 
I have already put the dead star poster up in my kitchen and I am looking forward to spending some lazy days reading every "bite size piece of goodness". It is a NZ based mag and Nathalie Smith from so much to tell you is one of the contributors.  Ohh, and the best thing....it's a broadsheet!

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

truth/beauty

 because I have loved so many others the stakes are not myself. anne boyer

sometimes things seem so perfect and simple and then become so complicated, but for the same reasons that they were perfect and simple.

Monday, January 24, 2011

you've got the love



I just heard this on the radio and was instantly transported back to london. I just had a dream two nights ago that I went back (but was in such a rush that i forgot all my winter clothes). Even in my dream I was SO SO SO happy to see all of my friends. I miss them dearly. 

Monday, January 17, 2011

confused

sometimes i think that buying expensive imported magazines will make me happy. 

I just deleted my facebook account. 


Monday, January 10, 2011

Making

I'm creating these things and putting them out in the world because I
want to catch people. I'm totaly alone! And I'm terrified of being so
alone in the world, so you just keep putting these things out and
hopefully you catch someone and they're like, "I know that feeling,"
and you can breathe a sigh of relief and say, "oh good, now there's
two of us."
Sharry Boyle

Sent from my iPhone

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

desire


black on white

Natalie v Mila
Every now and then a film comes along with a really hot lesbian sex scene. 
It is worth enduring NP's ballet induced psychosis and unvaried facial expression for this reason alone. (she's worse than Ron in the first few HP's, before he realised acting was more than just looking worried).
There are a few other good things about black swan too; ballerina buns, pastel pink, girls twirling. 
I wasn't totally sold by the 'intense, passionate and wildly melodramatic' direction, and found the descent to madness a little overwrought and OTT. But for those of you who like DRAMA and BALLET (i'm talking to you Princess) it's worth a look in. 

Monday, January 3, 2011

spinnin'

New rotation of the sun

on beauty

Things can turn around at any time. The trick is to keep your own direction. 

Sunday, January 2, 2011

enter the void