inside out

When someone is with you you miss them more than when they are gone.
molly prentiss

ride me high

from my new favorite blog

limb by limb

i have this memory of a hot summer night in july. i picked you up at the train and was shaking. i made sure to put on a short skirt and tank top because my legs and arms were tan, thanks to the indianna dunes. you mentioned that i was tan. the comment made me smile, thinking that you liked the way i looked or maybe just because you were looking at me. in any case, it was fine, because you were near me. i just wanted you near me. we walked for a few blocks, smoking cigarettes and sweating. talking about chicago and the summer and i tried to keep my distance. we had spoken of being friends, of just being friends, and i wanted to respect that. i just wanted you near me though and with that in mind, we were walking right into a trap. maybe i set that trap for you, knowing you would want to come to my house, knowing that i was more appealing than a couch with another friend, knowing that you thought about me when you were by yourself. but you set the trap as well, with the way you looked at me in the bar, looked at me and no one else, or by leaving your things at my house before going out or by just being you and knowing me. and at that point, it did not matter. because then we turned the corner and i laughed about something and you grabbed my hand and pulled me towards you.

never from this heart

WE WHO STAYED BEHIND trailer from martin de thurah on Vimeo.

interrupting a beam of light

another from keri smith

doppleganger(s)

noah kalina

adam ekberg

noah kalina

adam ekberg

carmen showed me noah's photographs and i immediately remembered these two by adam. very interesting. and i am procrastinating from doing all of my work.

every time you think of me, we die, a little

clap your hands say yeah, in & out, sailor jerry, rooftop pools, footsies, old style signs in LA, sub-zero sleeping bags, medicinal weed, coffee and bagels, techno, eames everything, LACMA, je vous attends, venice, canals in venice, bitburger beers, sunsets, more rooftops, purple trees, orange groves, guinea pigs make better meals than pets, pete & pietro, pet ravens, tea rooms, hand holding, tar pits, wilshire boulevard, blue jesus, breakfast quesadillas, baywatch, mid-century everything, cigarettes, chilli cheese dogs, more techno casey gray style.

summer begins.

everybody knows this is nowhere

yes
yes
the future
i wait for it

opened once

come back to your man

nicola kuperus is one of the coolest people i've ever met. she and her lovely partner are adult.
i love her style, her photographs are rad, and she lives in detroit. yes, that's right. detroit. hoping to see her when i'm there.