summer,
you encase my hair in daises (insects); you sight me dancing (writhing) and chanting (screaming). you give me feathered (leathered) wings (tumours). we are writing ourselves into the creases of your bedsheets, and you note the cracks in the creases of my vertebrae. my pining spine; you sew them back together with your mother's rusted needles and your father's patchwork stitches. with spindles of yarn encased underneath the fabric my skin, you begin to sing of her, "dear darling nights of summer, your darling days less sweet; your songbirds stopped singing, my summer, (they peck at snow white feet)."
words and pictures from last summer, expired film in a broken camera.
I know I probably say this about all your pictures but these are absolutely beautiful - the first one is my ultimate favourite. Gorgeous tones and really abstract-y!
ReplyDeletei think the fact that the film has expired actually gives them quite a nice dreamy quality. amazing blog, i love your photographic style.
ReplyDeleteEllen at The Raven and the Cellar Door
you're really such a sweet person, i don't know why i wasn't following you before, i love your pictures!
ReplyDeletei really really love these!
ReplyDeleteWoah very very beautiful blog! Gorgeous images! Definite follow!
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The second to last picture in the graveyard is just... enchanting! Gorgeous, I love it.
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