Sunday, August 14, 2011
Saturday, August 13, 2011
Because it is my Heart
In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said, "Is it good, friend?"
"It is bitter - bitter,", he answered;
"But I like it
Because it is bitter,
And because, it is my heart."
- Stephen Crane
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said, "Is it good, friend?"
"It is bitter - bitter,", he answered;
"But I like it
Because it is bitter,
And because, it is my heart."
- Stephen Crane
Not quite there.....but what a difference
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
(reality) check in
I love this photo. It could be the far away look on my face ( I didn't know it was being taken ), or the graphic art in the background, or just the fact that its in the Moonbeam Cafe in Kensington Market.
I've applied 'gritty' process from picasa to it, because I like and hate how it accentuates my age marks - circles, wrinkles, sun spots.
Right now, I'm completely obsessed with my weight, my hair, my face..completely turned inward and the world outside means nothing to me.
I'm not sure what will snap me out of it. Or if anything will.
I think this photo captures all of that perfectly.
Thursday, August 4, 2011
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