That's the way we get by. ..

The morning comes,

the night decays,

the watchmen leave their stations;

The grave is burst, the spices shed, the linen wrapped up;

The bones of death, the cov'ring clay, the sinews shrunk & dry'd

Reviving shake, inspiring move,

breathing, awakening,

Spring like redeemed captives when their bonds & bars are burst.

Let the slave grinding at the mill run out into the field,

Let him look up into the heavens & laugh in the bright air;

Let the inchained soul,

shut up in darkness and in sighing,

Whose face has never seen a smile in thirty weary years, 

Rise and look out;

his chains are loose, his dungeon doors are open;

And let his wife and children return from the oppressor's scourge.

They look behind at every step & believe it is a dream,

Singing: "The Sun has left his blackness & has found a 

fresher morning,

And the fair Moon rejoices in the clear & cloudless night;

For Empire is no more,

and now the Lion & Wolf shall cease."

Excerpt from "America: A Prophecy" by William Blake

All photos from Ffffound!

This has become the year to confront my ghosts.

I just didn't know that I'd have to confront them all in the same week. ..

When we run, we won't look back. ..

The loveliest of lovelies, Angela, has tagged me with the Show your Heart tag.

Show your heart with:

1 photo

1 poem

1 song or piece of music

1 phrase of quote

1 item of clothing

1 place

(and for fun) 1 Disney princess!

One photo 

The Secret Garden means the world to me.

And they're world becomes my escape.

One poem

Fine vapors escape from whatever is doing the living.

The night is cold and delicate and full of angels

Pounding down the living. The factories are all lit up,

The chime goes unheard.

We are together at last, though far apart.

-from "The Ecclesiast" by John Ashbery

One song

And all the stars were crashing 'round

As I laid eyes on what I'd found

My crane wife, my crane wife

My crane wife, my crane wife

Now I helped her

And I dressed her wounds

And how I held her

Beneath the rising moon

And she stood to fly

And she stood to fly away

And she stood to fly

She stood to fly away

-from "The Crane Wife 1 and 2" by The Decemberists

One phrase or quote

.. .You're the right person on the wrong side of my day. .. 

One item of clothing

My skeleton key necklace. It likes to tell stories.

One place

17 Bleecker. It doesn't exist anymore, but it was the one place I could go to and know without thinking that I'd be welcomed by awaiting friends.

One Disney Princess

Belle, from Beauty and the Beast.

This is an old tag, so I will just send it out 

to the cosmic abyss to anyone who would like to do it.

Last but not least, I'm posting some new photos I shot yesterday in studio.

I've been busy working on a Hidden Identity Series, and these are the latest additions.

Hope you are all well, darlings!

Seclusion.

There's a few things worth mentioning.

First, and foremost, it should be stated that 

coming out of a hiatus is much harder if not worked on properly.

Secondly, I've come to terms with the rain.

I've pretty much grown to like and appreciate the constant cloud cover.

Third, and probably most important: I'm planning a trip.

If you stay in one place for a remarkable amount of time,

it's assumed you will, at some point, try to flee from it.

That is what my friend and I are doing this summer.

Come July, we're driving to the west coast.

So if you're anywhere between here

 and the coastline of Washington and Oregon state,

please let me know of any enchanted places that I should visit!

And finally, darlings Angela and Danica have tagged me, 

so I will post these soon!

Tell me what you have all been doing.

I need to catch up on lives. 

I've been unbelievably out of the loop.

all photos from Ffffound!

update.

School has taken over.

three paintings by Balthus.

four photographs by me.

Hoping, hoping, hoping 

for more free time soon.