We're almost out of summer. My favorite season is approaching. I can't wait for cool tones, knit socks and blankets.
Sunday, August 26, 2018
Something about Sunday mornings that feels different. Still, even after childhood. I use to blame it on school, thinking maybe it was that break that makes Sunday's feel good, even when school was the next day. It’s the sense of finally getting comfortable and being yourself. It’s finally doing what you’ve wanted to do all freaking week, as well as lacking the guilt of feeling lackadaisical.
Tuesday, August 21, 2018
As you slept, the cool breeze pushed through the windows, classical music danced through the room and at that moment I was filled with so much gratitude. To be so lucky that I am able to watch you grow, especially your first stages of life. That I am able to guide you the right way and teach you to be kind. You’re forever mine as well as I am yours. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you smiling. I pray for you every day and I ask to always keep you safe, to protect you from the dents of life.
Wednesday, August 8, 2018
I went through hell trying to retrieve these photos. I accidentally formatted my camera, which deleted everything. I had to download a program to recover whatever I can. This is why some photo's resolution is poor. However, I hope you can enjoy the photos still, even if it isn't as clear.
I saw a print of an African woman, topless with a white long skirt and this similar pose. I was inspired, and to consider that I saw this photo years ago, it is still lodged in my brain, coerced me to create my own moving piece.