waking up

time passes. even when it seems impossible.
even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise.
it passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. even for me.


photograph by the ever amazing sparth.

a lack of colour

i'm sure life in a small town isn't nearly as intriguing or appealing, as books & films make them out to be.
though sometimes i wonder what it would be like, to have our own boo radley, or town troubadour type..

some really rather sad news

lovely mieke willems is closing down.
the beautiful little blue shop in antwerp that we all dreamt of flouncing off to visit, is soon to be no more :(
at least these ladies appear to be continuing their sweet blog?
very sorry to hear this mieke & veronik; all the best with your future endeavors
you have the most wonderful taste in the world and i am very sure that such creative beings such as yourselves will have no trouble getting back on your feet.
all the blessings in the world to you xo

if i have any readers at all (which i doubt) i would lovingly encourage you to visit their webshop here, while it is still running; to gather, collect, some truly enchanting little pieces.

slow night; carry on

i always find triangles so aesthetically pleasing; came across that lovely photograph via this blog - beautiful, beautiful imagery.

dear, i really am rather terrible at the whole blogging thing; i all but forgot i had started this until i watched this film earlier this evening.
though it was not really my taste, and lacked creative plot - i adored meryl streep. she is such a darling; hilarious.
nothing too exciting or out of the norm this past week or so.. just work, and college.

do you ever feel like you're waiting for something that will never happen?
sometimes the thought catches me; if only for a moment.

mixtape for the masses #1:
1. little motel - modest mouse
2. complete, or completing - annuals
3. rainbowarriors - cocorosie
4. sleeping lessons - the shins
5. the well and the lighthouse - arcade fire
6. tiny vessels - death cab for cutie
7. mistaken for strangers - the national
8. hospital beds - cold war kids
9. our life is not a movie or maybe - okkervil river
10. this place is a prison - postal service
11. we looked like giants - death cab for cutie
12. turn on me - the shins
13. white diamonds - friendly fires
14. you got yr. cherry bomb - spoon
15. expo '86 - death cab for cutie
16. the great salt lake - band of horses
17. in the aeroplane over the sea - neutral milk hotel

surprise present

found this lovely mug waiting for me in the studio this afternoon

"so the days, the last days, blow about in memory, hazy autumnal, all alike as leaves: until a day unlike any other i've lived" - excerpt from truman capote's ' breakfast at tiffany's '
thursdays. never too out of the ordinary; wonderful as ever.
be sure to look at these lovely photographs here and here
x

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today i received a lovely little invitation in the mail

..wrote my goodbyes to a beautiful friend who is moving away for a year

and drank several cups of rose with french vanilla;

...but mostly i just pottered about the house.
today was a lovely, rainy overcast day. they're my favourite; and rather hard to come by, where i'm from.
so i thought i'd begin a blog. somewhere to store my musings, and inspirations; somewhere to gather, collect.