A couple of weeks ago, I convinced my dad to bring me to the plant shop in exchange for a couple of hours at the beach with his dog, Pompeu. It was wonderful. Pompeu gets so happy to run in the sand, he just runs and jumps and brings us stuff. It's hilarious.
Since my dad wanted a photoshoot with Pompeu, I took a few pictures that day, as well as at the plant shop. I just love that place. I hope you enjoy them!
in a small strip of land, she put herself to sleep. and from that deathly slumber, life became again.
I took this photo in July, right after my darling arrived. After that, I had so many photos to process that I ended up putting these on the backburner — until today, when I found them and processed them.
I hope you enjoy them. Thank you so much for your continuous support and kindness towards me and my work.
I feel like I have abandoned this place! I shall correct that. I'm sorry I've been absent for a week — it's just been a weird time for me, even though it was good. I've just been photographing more and editing less and having less time to spend here. But I promise to be better from now on!
In the meantime, you can check out this article from fstoppers.com! I am featured! It was such an honor to be there with names like Brooke Shaden or my friend Sarah Ann Loreth. It really was amazing, and it came at a wonderful time; I've been feeling very down about my art, very uninspired. That these people like my work? It's a fantastic feeling.
On with the work, though. You can see the original shot on Flickr; here are the outtakes and the behind the scenes photos!
The few of you who follow me on instagram might have noticed that I'm participating in a daily challenge this month. I have, however, decided to accompany my instagram project with an actual camera project and post the results here, as regularly as possible.
Here's the table with the themes:
And the actual photos!
#1: Something beginning with 'C': cup
I hope you enjoy following the pictures here, as well! Have a wonderful rest of weekend!
As it became, she knew that if she opened her mouth they would come crawling out. She did. She wanted them out, she wanted to purge the demons inside of her. She wanted the creatures to run free and wild and away from her. The thoughts. The evil thoughts that made her anxious, that made her crawl with fear and sadness and the certainty that everything was going to go wrong. She wanted them out. She would cut herself, but that would show and she didn’t want anyone knowing. She would throw herself off a building, but that would cause pain to the people she loved, and she didn’t want that, either. She just wanted the bad thoughts to go away. She just wanted them to fade, to become unimportant. She wanted death to stop being a part of her brain, the most prominent part. She wanted the sadness and the questioning and the fear and the anxiety to be a part of her past. So she opened her mouth and let them run away, let them go and flee and go some place so far that they could never be seen again.
She might need to do it again tomorrow. And the day after that and for as long as she existed. It was exhausting. But at least it was something she could do.