May 2009
April 2009
Kayleigh, After Lunch →
Life isn’t divided into genres. It’s a horrifying, romantic, tragic, comical,...
– Alan Moore (via affremblequotes)
Morgan, Wearing Strange Super-Long Socks →
Day19 →
HAPPY BIRTHDAY LAURA (POLAROID) →
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-4-26) →
Bat for Lashes (22)
John Coltrane (18)
Elton John (13)
Beirut (12)
Grizzly Bear (12)
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Dola Is Always Dancing, Even If Only in Her Mind →
You put a camera in my hand, I want to get close to people,” he said. “Not just...
– Art - Danny Lyon, Stubbornly Practicing His Principles of Photography - NYTimes.com
Carré's Back →
yimmyayo:
If the fall into love happened so rapidly, it is perhaps because the wish to love has preceded the beloved - the need has invented its solution. The appearance of the beloved is only the second stage of a prior [but largely unconscious] need to love someone - our hunger for love moulding their features, our desire crystallizing around them. [But the honest side of us will never let the...
The Weekend Begins Early with: Melissa, Wind in... →
Katie, Back-Lit in My Apartment →
Sabrina Keeps the Secret →
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, YOU OLD BASTARD →
Natasha, Sitting Comfortably Amongst the... →
Wedding Photo #23: Bob →
If Your Heart Were Glass, Morgan's Eyes Would... →
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Kayleigh, Close Up →
Shannon's Biting Her Lip Because The Weekend Is... →
I Feel Ya, Kareem...I Mean Roger
Joey: Wait a minute. I know you. You’re Kareem Abdul-Jabbar. You play basketball for the Los Angeles Lakers. Roger Murdock: I’m sorry son, but you must have me confused with someone else. My name is Roger Murdock. I’m the co-pilot. Joey: You are Kareem. I’ve seen you play. My dad’s got season tickets. Roger Murdock: I think you should go back to your seat now Joey....
Carré, in Her Front Yard →