28.5.15



"There's an awful lot of pressure around the idea of a woman growing older and therefore losing that potential of being desirable, and that puts women into a situation where they fell almost embarrassed about the fact they don't have the kind of bodies that young women have, or they don't have the kind of sexual attraction that seems to go with a younger stage of their life.  What does that mean, the fact that you're older?  It means that you're not going to have the same kind of relationships you had when you were younger.  I think we have to reinvent from a woman's point of view another way of being."

- Charlotte Rampling

26.5.15

Duck pond in Prague this past winter.  My urban hikes in the city were very special to me.  I will probably be posting a whole bunch of various landscape shots from these daily treks.  

So regretting not buying a certain memory-evoking fragrance in Tokyo that I cannot find anywhere here in the states or online (except on sites written completely in kanji where I don't believe shipping internationally is an option) and am doing everything in my power to figure out how to get a bottle of it over here.

Smell is my everything.

25.5.15

I think that I now have an apartment in Boston lined up.  Top-floor, dog-friendly, and a corner unit only a couple of miles from my school.  This is happy happy happy.  So happy.



24.5.15



khe khe khe








And another just because Carlos maybe isn't allergic to cats anymore, and if I post enough kittehs, perhaps he will be convinced to get one.  






Happy birthday to mah boo, Maru!

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Baby Bjork oh my god.

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Hockney a pool paintin'







Fogo, Cape Verde.  Volcano last active 19 years ago.  






































Unknown photographer, National Geographic, 1983

20.5.15

Eating frogs.  Gonna eat em.  Thanks, Carlos.  Miss ya, buddy.  Get here soon.  
I've seemingly been living in transition mode for over two years now.  And in this, there are mini transitions.  Right now is one such, and my skin is really really not appreciating all of this stress.

Also emotional.  See David Letterman's last show.  I grew up with that fool, and this hurts my aging heart.  Carlos and I have been watching the last month or so, and I'm reminded of when I was a child, and how my parents are heavy sleepers, and how, because of them never waking up, I successfully snuck into the living room as often as I could to watch his show from like elementary school through middle school when I was supposed to be in bed cause I needed the corniness to get me through my hell that was school.  Kids were mean.  Dave helped.  I know that sounds lame, but it worked.

I'll miss you, you crotchety jerk.  

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WHERE MY JOHNS AT?

15.5.15

I just went through many of my posts from like 2008-2012 and deleted a fuck ton.  What a whiny, naive, and immature little brat I was.  Probably still am, but I try to keep it more on the down low these days.  2008-early 2010 was not that tight.  
I'm going to Harbor Springs for the summer on Tuesday!  OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG.  MY DOG MY FAMILY THE LAKE PEACE AND QUIET AND CYCLING ALONG LOWER SHORE DRIVE!

Oh and all of my clothing that I left behind over two years ago, so that I won't have to wear the same two outfits over and over, even though I've rather enjoyed having a sort of Melissochka uniform.  

I will for real miss all of mah boos here in Portland though.  You know who you are.  Just move to Boston with me, and everything will be perfect.  

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Raymond Pettibon, Untitled, 1985