I wanted you to help me put the map on my wall, but now, every time I think about it I start to feel sick to my stomach. So it's still in the box waiting to see if you'll ever speak to me again.
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I want to know your fears. I want to see what you do in the middle of the night. It doesn't all have to be pretty. -------- I've skipped so many weeks, but hey- Life happens. This is week...... number something! If you don't already know, I began this project to document 52 weeks of life, but also, to insert myself into my work. Documenting life inside my home (and sometimes outside) has become a practice in trying to build confidence in front of the camera and is becoming a way for me to archive memories as well as share something raw. I give you A Truth, if you will. ------------- I woke up at 4am this morning because I was bored in my sleep. I don't know if it's some form of mania or if this kind of thing just happens to everyone every once in a while. _____ These images are from the last week, inside of my home. ------- Enjoy! I found these behind an antique store... and I took them! But every time I see them I ask myself, "Why do I have these?" END! |
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