Saturday, February 21, 2009





Promo shots I did for the band The Artful Vandelays back in December. This was for their their EP: Four RIng Circus.
Check out the band here:
www.thefourringcircus.com/

Any comments or critiques on these shots?

Friday, February 13, 2009

Ashes in the snow.


I've forgotten how to sleep. Tiredness hasn't presented itself to me yet. I'll just continue on and on and on. Soon the morning will break and I'll have to face the sun upon my face once again. I'm tired of this constant shivering. The ringing in my head is so painful. It's another reminder of the cloudiness that is accumulating in my mind. I hope that when this is all over I'll still have someone to return to.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Traveling north, traveling north to find you.



This saline is clouding my thoughts. I want to look clearly upon this and try to remain sincere to myself. Being alone is so hard right now. I feel weak. So listless and helpless. I want this all to be over. I want the clarity and stability that I've worked so hard for. I don't want to lose all that I love. I don't want to be clingy, but all that can cure this endless emptiness is the warmth of a heartbeat. I'm so sorry that I'm placing all of this upon you. I wish I could face these demons all alone but I've lost the strength. I want to be the one who makes you smile. When will the end come to find me? I don't even think I have what it takes anymore.



Saturday, February 7, 2009

To Save Me


How much effort could it possibly take
to save me, to save me, to save me, just to save me?
Save me from sailing over the edge.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Ocean and a Rock


Thoughts of you, warm my bones; I'm on the way, I'm on the phone, let's get lost, me and you, an ocean and a rock is nothing to me. I am far away from where you lay, awake the day while you fall to sleep an ocean and a rock away. I keep you in the pockets of my dresses and the bristles of my brushes spin you into my curls today.
I spoon you into my coffee cup, spin you through a delicate wash, I wear you all day.

I was aiming for perfection but maybe perfection is my absolute best, despite flaws. I've been so caught up in what I believed to be the truth, perhaps that was all a facade and what I need to focus on is what I'm being told is truly happening. An outside view is sometimes what can shatter deception when you're too caught up in your own mind.