Friday, 2 September 2016

Two weeks that heal / her skin was milk



photo taken last year in Snowden




He doesn’t know his father and she can’t seem to know hers. We will go to the supermarket they say, find a new one just for that day.

Two weeks that heal.

She asked how she had stayed mostly sane and she said something like, it’s just as it is and that’s just what happens sometimes.

She is present - soft and not fazed, her skin is bruised but hers is milk with eyes so kind allowing vulnerability to slip down temporarily beside. Why so many questions why so many doubts just be present she thinks, just be kind.

A girl for every city. Stay rooted, stay rooted, breathe.



John William Godward

Relaxing lady inspiration from John William Godward-

Eighty and Eighteen 1898

A Lily Pond

Head of a Girl

The Quiet Pet

Dolce far Niente 1904

When the Heart is Young




Tuesday, 18 August 2015


After a While

After a while you learn
The subtle difference between
Holding a hand and chaining a soul
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning
And company doesn't mean security.

And you begin to learn
That kisses aren't contracts
And presents aren't promises
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes ahead
With the grace of a woman
Not the grief of a child

And you learn
To build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow's ground is
Too uncertain for plans
And futures have a way
Of falling in mid flight

After a while you learn
That even sunshine burns if you get too much
So you plant your own garden
And decorate your own soul
Instead of waiting
For someone to bring you flowers.

And you learn
That you really can endure
That you are really strong
And you really do have worth
And you learn and you learn
With every good bye you learn,


-Veronica A. Shoffstall





Friday, 7 August 2015






Wednesday, 8 July 2015







Love this shoot!

Free People July Catalog
Photographer : Guy Aroch
Model : Andreea Diaconu


Sunday, 5 July 2015

There is a friend and I am their biggest fan.

- He joins the dots and she gives him new ones. He calls her his balm.




..... 'I think my feelings are made out of playdough.'

Thursday, 2 July 2015


'The Last of the Teddy Girls' - Ken Russell









Ah yes!

Monday, 29 June 2015




-Thank you for reminding me of the small things. Thank you to all the people that smile because they can, not because they have to. We held hands once. You all make me believe again.



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Saturday, 27 June 2015


Promise Yourself

To be so strong that nothing
can disturb your peace of mind.
To talk health, happiness, and prosperity
to every person you meet.

To make all your friends feel
that there is something in them
To look at the sunny side of everything
and make your optimism come true.
To think only the best, to work only for the best,
and to expect only the best.
To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others
as you are about your own.
To forget the mistakes of the past
and press on to the greater achievements of the future.
To wear a cheerful countenance at all times
and give every living creature you meet a smile.
To give so much time to the improvement of yourself
that you have no time to criticize others.
To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear,
and too happy to permit the presence of trouble.
To think well of yourself and to proclaim this fact to the world,
not in loud words but great deeds.
To live in faith that the whole world is on your side
so long as you are true to the best that is in you.

― Christian D. Larson

Friday, 23 January 2015


Making bits and pieces....




















Valentino SS 2015 Campaign by Michal Pudelka
Photographer: Michal PudelkaStylist: Karl TemplerHair: Tomo JidaiMakeup: Petros PetrohilosModels: Maartje Verhoef, Grace Simmons, Hedvig Palm, Vanessa Moody, & Clémentine Deraedt 


dreammmmmmmmmmmmmy




Tuesday, 30 December 2014



-Image from Daisies/Sedmikrásky 1966



I don't want this night to end, it hasn't even begun or existed but for my belief or even my hope it exists. And you, in any manifestation you are there, right in front of me. We sit on raised concrete and the city lights show promise. I believe in this moment and I think of it alone.