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Posts tagged “love

September 18

“Every painful experience that another person inflicts upon you is simply one more opportunity to forgive.”

me


All in All

All love. ❤️


Wall.

Bedroom wall. iPhone SE. 8.29.22.


Love Bomb

Diamond. ❤️


Dreamscape: Today

Dreaming…

Parking lot: 3.20.22. iPhone SE. Vintage. (Purple hair no more…) So black it’s blue…


Day by Day

I move away from the madness

Storm the fort

Day by day

Taking red

Then yellow

Green and Blue

Until the great black sea

Has been swallowed up

By the rainbow

Deam Lake: 3.17.22. iPhone SE. Vintage.


Wish You Were Here

❤️

Deam Lake. Vintage. iPhone SE. Today: 3.17.22.


Time Capsule: Tintype

Taken yesterday, by Silver Creek with one of my favourite people in the world- my son, Brian, (who’s even more private than I am). The apple doesn’t fall far they say…


Self Portrait: Down by the Riverside

Self portrait: SOOTC- Straight Out of the Camera- natural lighting- taken today; fishing with the kid. 😎 3.2.22.


Black and White

Still a monochromejunkie…

Shoopy Doop: Black and White (ish). iPhone SE. 2.21.22.


C U T

Tree. Ohio River; Indiana. Super Tak SMC macro 50 MM f/4 film + Canon Rebel t3i. 2.15.22.


Birth

Gas station street art: oil and water. Iphone SE. 2.10.22.

The Birth

Eyes squeezed
Liquid
Pours into the mouth
No matter how tight it may be

Murky depths and water
Flood the slitted eyes
Death in its black and hollow cave
Extends a hand, quickly
Slapped back by the light
Which is growing yellow
Fat and bright

Wraps itself around the scene
Like a cobra
Shedding its last skin

The breath which was muted
Comes fast and loud and rough
Eyes burst open
Liquid spills and rolls down little hills

A final sigh as breath is held
Smiles are passed around like Cuban cigars
In the other room

More liquid
Filling and spilling from eyes
The baby cries

-B. Lindsey (original)
9/7/13


The Beard

Bestie hug on Valentine’s Day: that beard!

What is it about a man’s beard that makes everything better in a woman’s world?! Ha…that sounded terribly sexist, but wait feminazis! Let me clarify. I can speak for nobody but myself.

(And on that note, if anything up there offends you (whoever’s reading this), um…you’re probably reading the wrong blog. I make no promises here and I appease no one. I write for me, not the public. I simply allow the public to peek into my life, but make no mistake, I say what I want here.)

So I’ll clarify; what is it about Josh’s beard that quiets the world and mutes the blinding chaos and noise of everyday life? That beard is EPIC. I can sink my face into it and it holds me there in some fantastic space in time- nothing moves- it could be forever for all I know…and then I breathe, and exhale. 😌

Love is a powerful thing, man. It never forgets. Anger and hatred- they’re deaf and blind. But love? Love never forgets. 🔥


L O V E D

2.14.22. <<<——

Know that you’re loved and that I will always love you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you.

And especially you, MALT D. I love you madly but in a very different and most special way because you’re my road dog. You’re not just at the top of the heap, you are the heap. I’ll always be indebted to you first and foremost, forever, yo.

AA (aka: Carp), if you’re reading this, you’re my road dog too! You know it. Hit me up again soon on WF so I can kick your ass again. 😁 I love you very much, hombre, and always will. Always x .

❤️💕❤️💕❤️💕❤️💕❤️💕❤️💕❤️💕❤️💕❤️💕❤️💕❤️

And for anyone else who’s reading this on St. Valentine’s Day and finds him/her/themselves alone, I hope you know how important you are to others! Know that you are absolutely loved. ❤️


H E A L

Iphone SE. 2.8.22. Photowalk.


Dreams of Technicolour

Artist with a camera. Better than “photographer”. IPHONE SE- no filters. 2.6.22.


Other Worlds

2.6.22. IPHONESE.

Dirty street near the gas station. Taken today. More to come. x


OBSESSED


BEFORE AND AFTER

1.26.22. Brunch.

Eggs. Heavy cream. Parmesan Romano. One whole red onion. Diced Smoked Ham. Fresh-cracked Pink and Black Peppercorns. Heavy on the Salted Butter. (No additional salt added or necessary.) My original recipe, of course.


MELANCHOLIA

This one’s for you, Gav. ❤️ I feel you. x

Medicine: https://youtu.be/EdmL835q9To