Life takes you to unexpected places sometimes. Always be prepared to take on the challenge.
ruminations of love are best digested at the speed of literature.
the average american male.
” I take another bite of scrambled eggs knowing that any bitch I ever fuck will ultimately become any other bitch I’ve ever fucked and they all become the fat old bitch eating yogurt in the airport. […] There is nothing better. There is no fucking escape. “
the moon and I
shoes.
There are two types of people.
There are people who see shoes as a covering of the foot, serving a
very specific purpose; and
There are people who believe that shoes define their personalities.
Autumn.
photographs.
I've not really picked my camera up since I graduated. It's almost like a fear of failing. Again. It might be a matter of time. Or it might not be a matter of time.
24.09.2012
“3. I encounter millions of bodies in my life; of these millions, I may desire some hundreds; but of these hundreds, I only love one. The other with whom I am in love designates for me the specialty of my desire. This choice, so rigorous that it retains only the Unique, constitutes, it is said, the difference between the analytical transference and the amorous transference; one is universal, the other specific. It has taken many accidents, many surprising coincidences (and perhaps many efforts), for me to find the Image which, out of a thousand, suits my desire.[…]”
Barthes, Roland
..."I alone have my heart."
"You wait for me where I do not want to go:
you love me where I do not exist.
Or again:
the world and I are not interested in the same thing..."
souvenir
happy and/or tormenting remembrance of an object,
a gesture, a scene,
linked to the loved being and marked by the intrusion
of the imperfect tense into the grammar of the
lover's discourse.
passion and photography 