Existential Crisis
03/11/2009 By 5 Comments
Spent a couple of hours editing photos today – and realizing as much as I love them – no one else will probably ever want them. Why am I doomed to being attracted to death and dark and decay? Those things don’t generally sell – flowers and kittens and sunsets – those sell. Strange images from places where people died horrific deaths – not so much. And yet, damnit – I LOVE LOVE LOVE these images – want to cover my walls with them – turn them into wallpaper so I can feel like I can walk straight into them – straight down the rabbit-hole.
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Ready for the Day
03/06/2009 By 1 Comment
I put on my armor today,
- soft and strong and gray,
added rainbows around my wrists
and saturn’s rings around my fingers,
sign slut – gallery wonk – party girl
pieces of me
not all of me
brave face, sassy smile
and black boots for stompin’
pisces lover – cancer girl
pieces of me
not all of me
I put on my armor today
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