http://public.sva.edu/evite/BFA/photo/2015/mentors/

Come check out my work next week in a large exhibition by SVA BFA Photography students –inspired by their mentorships with key figures in the New York arts community. Drawn from the ranks of the cities best known photographers, curators, art directors, publishers, editors, critics and writers, the mentors are paired with students based upon their field of expertise and the student’s area of concentration.

SVA Chelsea Gallery 601 West 26th street 15th floor

hope to see you there xx

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just beneath my leopard skin is this sea
now i lie awake and alone
sipping on wine watching the tide go out and go in
if only you were here with me.

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For a second I questioned myself, am I changing for myself?

Or am I changing for somebody else.

In all honesty it hit me. I am changing for myself.
taking a break has been the greatest and I can’t wait to continue this.
I can finally take care of myself, my room is sparkling clean, (and finally organized, I now don’t feel like a walking wreck) cook for myself, (having time to buy groceries!) I have lost so much weight in the last week alone by not eating out. Exercising, going on adventures, not being afraid of letting down friends, because I haven’t let any of them down this week. Going out, dancing, smiling, laughing, learning about myself. I learned this week that I can be shy in public places / meeting new people, or sometimes I mask it with being extra loud and giggly. I have many fears that I don’t speak about, that I can now focus on and go at my own pace about. experimenting, trying new things 🙂

**Being able to live alone with yourself is fantastic, cleaning up your life bonus points.

I saw one of the most exquisite galleries today at the Math Museum. I got emotional. Playing with Light..
an algorithmic “one-liner” that yeilds the shape of the lens (or mirror) for any picture in a matter of a second.
How many grains of sand would have to be moved to change a Baroque sand castle into a Bauhaus sand castle? Or to move a dune one inch to the left?IMG_7396

Full Moon Mt. Charleston :)
anyanyw Full Moon Mt. Charleston 🙂

Every summer time, or anytime I am home I go to the full moon festival, This summer I don’t think I will be going home.. I really want to work on starting a Zine, publishing poems, getting my art work out there, working for galleries, and staying up in the know.. Hopefully travel and bring some work abroad to have a show with Gema.. but if I do go home, I will plan accordingly to the moon cycle. Every year I come home I am in a different head space, but the same body.. Same issues always resume where they left off. Its been two days since I saw the last full moon. It was beautiful. I have never felt or needed so much love.. Usually after one relationship ends, I just immediately jump into the next.. I still have that opportunity, but I would like to take this time to focus on myself. Focus on my art, focus on everything I’ve neglected that I truly love. I’ve stopped replying, stopped looking. stopped dodging. I haven’t been alone in over a year. and even before that it wasn’t a lengthy break. I can’t help but to think of where I was during the last full moon ceremony, how things change so rapidly, where my heart was and where it is today.. My confidence, how it was soaring and how it had shattered towards the end of last year. How it felt coming home from England, with such wide roads, louder voices, and the selfishness radiating off of one another. The judgmental/materialistic quality we all share, the need to possess and be better.. Its a joke. the sun beating down, the secrets, the thrill of the run. I didn’t stop running. but now I am ready to.

I miss the cotton candy clouds, the rain pouring down, the wild foxes, the tree’s getting caught in my hair, the radiant smiles where my lipstick always stayed on, the openness for creativity, picnics in the park, the doodle bar, zine fairs, and hardworking people.

Read My Mind – The Killers

On the corner of main street
Just tryin’ to keep it in line
You say you wanna move on and
You say I’m falling behind

Can you read my mind?
Can you read my mind?

I never really gave up on
Breakin’ out of this two-star town
I got the green light
I got a little fight
I’m gonna turn this thing around

Can you read my mind?
Can you read my mind?

The good old days, the honest man;
The restless heart, the Promised Land
A subtle kiss that no one sees;
A broken wrist and a big trapeze

Oh well I don’t mind, if you don’t mind
‘Cause I don’t shine if you don’t shine
Before you go, can you read my mind?

It’s funny how you just break down
Waitin’ on some sign
I pull up to the front of your driveway
With magic soakin’ my spine

Can you read my mind?
Can you read my mind?

The teenage queen, the loaded gun;
The drop dead dream, the Chosen One
A southern drawl, a world unseen;
A city wall and a trampoline

Oh well I don’t mind, if you don’t mind
‘Cause I don’t shine if you don’t shine
Before you jump
Tell me what you find when you read my mind

Slippin’ in my faith until I fall
You never returned that call
Woman, open the door, don’t let it sting
I wanna breathe that fire again

She said I don’t mind, if you don’t mind
‘Cause I don’t shine if you don’t shine

Put your back on me
Put your back on me
Put your back on me

The stars are blazing like rebel diamonds cut out of the sun
When you read my mind