acrylic, fabric, and thread on canvas.
may 2013

acrylic, fabric, and thread on canvas.

may 2013

dandiest lions. with my love bri.

(Source: bnicolev)

i like the way those phalanges dance a top those branches.

does anyone realize how insane our bodies are!?

i was lying beside my dearest friend last night and listening to their heart beat when i just lost it. when you listen to a heart and think about how intensely it is beating and how much it is doing for your body without you even being conscious of it… then you listen to this friend take a deep breath in and these two bags fill with oxygen and send it to that heart and breathe out what is poison to you but life to trees! What the hell!?!

while verbally discussing, freaking out, about this (don’t even get me started on voice boxes and tongues) my fingers were dancing up and down their arm. so then my attention was drawn to how i have these nerves and my nerves allow me to physically, mentally, and emotionally feel this other being. and their nerves allow them to feel me on all of those levels and more. on top of the fact that these crazy nerves that let us feel someone else dancing upon our body effect the organs that are working that we aren’t even conscious of! our heart beats faster or slower…. our lungs pull air in at a different pace.

a lack of human contact can be detrimental to health, but limited human contact has reminded me how mind blowing we are. i don’t care how many sciences classes you’ve taken, how much human anatomy you’ve studied, or how logical you choose to break us down; WE ARE INCREDIBLE ORGANISMS. and i like it. 

when mushrooms can’t be found make your own.

mail is medicine.
the post office might be my favorite gallery to submit work to… or through? ha.

mail is medicine.

the post office might be my favorite gallery to submit work to… or through? ha.

G R I M E S: I don't want to have to compromise my morals in order to make a living

actuallygrimes:

i dont want my words to be taken out of context

i dont want to be infantilized because i refuse to be sexualized

i dont want to be molested at shows or on the street by people who perceive me as an object that exists for their personal satisfaction

i dont want to live in a world where…

inspiration.

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The Fault In Our Stars

“Some infinites are larger than other infinities.” 

patches for my loves at 7th ave house santa cruz.
march 2013

patches for my loves at 7th ave house santa cruz.

march 2013

i was just thinking on things and stuff and where i am and where im not. and nerves connected to feeling and the unexplainable guilt in feeling not connected to you. 

i was just thinking of things and stuff and who you are and who im not. and did we ever really know? or can we? 

i was just feeling nervous in longing and pain in wanting. and nerves connected to intangible things that seem to have wings to take me to places unseen…. 

i was just. i was just. and you were not. 

theesarad:

Blair sends me things that shake me and wake me….. I love her so much for that.

sometimes art is how others art inspires you and how you then use it to inspire others. 

(via theesarad-deactivated20130321)

24 page photo album for dearest friends birthday.

all pages and pictures custom cut. 

song lyrics from brand new’s “soco amoretto lime” and tilly and the walls “night of the living dead”

cover page anonymous quote. last page quote by george bernard shaw. 

march 2013

you mean the sun to me.
fabric and map machine sewn on brown paper bag.
february 2013

you mean the sun to me.

fabric and map machine sewn on brown paper bag.

february 2013

parquitabonita:

Models - Elise Bradley and Tida Lane-Howe

Make-up, styling, photography - Parker St. Mozée-Baum (parquitabonita

My babe of a housemate Elise. 

love.

honestly.

truthfully.

bluntly.

i don’t regret my past. 

if i ever felt used it is only because i let myself end up there. if i have ever been called cheap it is probably because i don’t see a problem with a 24 year old girl living free.

judge me.

resent me.

hate me.

or silently envy me.

but i am still just me. flawed and perfect in all my flaws. capable of loving and leaving and still loving. 

experience.

influence.

environment.

made me this way. BUT it was always my choice. Whether…

apathetic.

conscious.

stupid.

smart.

poor.

or great. 

it is all just experience that shapes me. creates me. 

i hate none for how they treated me or behaved or said of me. in the end no matter what it takes me where i need to be.

endlessly creating. ME.

no more beating yourself up. you are alive. you are strong.

you are not your failures. 

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