Angelica, 2016.
i miss my friends and vodka and spending summers at the coast. -Jan 15, 2017
let’s talk about the good. -Jan 13, 2017
pastel pinks & blues my life’s latest hues
-Alberta Canada, Jan. 8 2017
reflection
i don’t need anyone else to make me feel like art. all I need to know is that I am the perfect me. -dec. 11, 2016
Trillium Lake, Fall 2016.
"hold me down" Abby in September, 2016
i think of you, and i am empty and full all at once, you left your mark on me when my insides were scarred. i let you mark me and for maybe a moment i let myself grow. i was healed.
but time rushed forward and now i am cut in new places, in new ways. none quite so deep. i will be surprised if there is ever made a deeper mark inside my brain. i was quick to forget, once it was finally over, left only with a memory of that old feeling that persisted for years.
it’s coming back again, her touch is cold, but familiar. yet the embrace is not from the same creeping arms. maybe her cousin. maybe she visits every year in her new form and i never noticed until now. oh god, i hope i make it out alive again. i’m tired of the weight that comes along with chasing after the truth. after all this time, i still tell myself, if there was an answer someone would have found it by now.
Cape Lookout
(Tasha Marie) | Davis and Josh
Some of my favorite shadow work