Fly Away

Stranded in a fog of words.

Good, Good Night

'Cause I've got a feeling...

Beautiful

Natural

Fleeting

Life.

Is.

Momentary.

And not in the sense of length. Yes, it is short. But more so it is full of moments. It is these moments that make it worth it. Cliche, obnoxiously so. But I like it.

I know more than I knew before.

I'll be the one who'll break my heart,

I'll be the one to hold the gun.

I feel it all.

Wayward Notions

The strength of a passion should be the deciding factor in any action, right?

I will chose to remain unruffled by worries of the future while I am perfectly held in the present.

I love bike rides, my Nikon, and these outskirts.

I need to be more courageous about stopping and shuttering.

I see so many great photos, but don't want to confront anyone or have anyone confront me.

Thoughts;

face value

horses

summer

transferring

work

Dear friend,

I am thinking about you again.

What Beauty is This?

The weather has been AMAZING.

Gah, I am in love with it.

Almost done with my homework for the weekend, great feeling.

Seriously, all I shoot now is iPhone and 35mm.

I'll dust off the DSLR this weekend.

I've been fascinated by light lately.

Thoughts;

I need to clean my room

fresh air

work

Another Sunny Day

I live a life of beauty;

you live in your dirt.

Thoughts;

pity

disgust

rage

ashes

Happier Thoughts;

work tomorrow

it was so pretty today

the photo exhibit opens March 6th

finished another roll of film

get to print Tuesday, all day

painted my nails cheetah

got to wear my new thrifted pink blouse

Competition

Watching all our old friends

fall in and out of old loves

this is my idea of fun.

Instagrammmm

Thank God for the iPhone.

Who carries around their DSLR anymore??

Mostly shooting film.

Excited for the shoot I have planned for my next day off w/o homework!

Instead of waiting for people to let me photograph them, I'm taking matters into my own hands.

Who needs friends or family??

No. But still.

Thoughts;

self portrait

Beckham

I love my job

penpal CD

windy days

blooming orchards

Monterrey!

Late Saturday

Je pense, donc je suis.

Us

All we are is a misunderstanding.