come over already

take me anywhere

good red road

I'm sitting on my bed in the attic listening to this on repeat as the wind is whipping around the attic blowing the dust into tornadoes only where the sunlight is filtering through the skylights
i had to escape the garden, its 37 degrees, the walls are so high around it, it turns into an oven

arrows on the plains

Every body is busy. Every body keeps moving, some move backwards through their memories, going over small details, trying to pinpoint the one remembering that they can not release, let go of and move forward from in this moment to escape into the next moment that is waiting for them to grasp, maybe to only recommence their cycle, their habit in their heads.

Everybody has something to do. Except for me, I have nothing to do but lounge around the rose garden and turn into the Indian child I am. My skin is getting really dark fast, my freckles are more apparent, my thighs are tanned hides. The children are sleeping. I will wait for them to awake in the sun, this sun that is higher than the blue skies, higher than the airplanes that leave behind frothy milky tails that fade and disappear like I will one day when I get on an airplane and leave this place, this city, this rose garden, this language, these thoughts behind.

So be it, everybody will still be busy and I will still be sitting, watching, waiting for the world to begin.

goodnight badmorning

saltwater

i liked it better when you still couldnt speak

when the moon is right

x

lend me your teeth

mask

N.K.+S.S

blackbird

Norma Kamali studded swimsuit 1993

like staying in bed all day

Missoni (obviously) Fall 2009

my monochromatic friend

Meadham Kirchoff Fall 2009

i guess

i'm having an alright time

yes...yes...yes

(over my dead body)

La Maison du Cerf Volant

this is from a kite store in Paris, we've been planning to go to Versailles for a mushroom daytrip, I would like to put this in a satchel and bring it a long for the trip

big sleepies

you know the old saying

i get all the girls

wind in the willows

thunder and crop tops

Romeo Gigli

his pieces from the 80's blow my mind, these pieces are from his fall 2009 collection ( he finally found some new backers...after all these years)

french lingerie

the kids don't stand a chance

Sandra Backlund, sculptor

healer