Idea’s are brew in’, can’t get enough of the photo medium crossed to other methods.
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As mentioned earlier, Shayne’s partner: The lovely Meg.
This photo was taken for a project last year titled Smoke and Signal Fires. A lot of this project relied on the writing from friends. This person in particular is named Shayne.
All I can say about the guy positive things.
I remember the day this photo was taken, it was literally a day of photo creativity. A defined a highlight for the year. It started off with me handing the camera to him and seeing what he photographed (unfortunately the film was exposed and destroyed), meeting his wonderful partner Meg and at one point I also remember running into (unknowingly at the time) my lover whom I share my life with today and beyond. It all ended in the lighting studio which I will be posting tomorrow!
Its people like this who make life amazing. Taking a day off to create something beautiful.
Such love.
Brooklyn Bridge (1903) photographed by Edward Steichen
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It’s right.
The biggest feeling I’ve never had. She could talk for 5 seconds and I’d smile for 5 years….
A thought that keeps me going…
I will live forever
A-Connection
Have you ever felt so much for someone. You cannot imagine life without. You can’t stop wondering how great life would be if you had met them earlier and how you hate yourself not doing so. Even though the possibility is impossible. You can’t help but look back into some imaginary past to see how happy you are.
Happy Birthday Mummy
I really can’t believe her changing at all ever. She’s always the constant, always throws me a rope when I’m dangling off a cliff. I’m forever thankful of the life she’s granted me and how lovely and strong mother she is.
I don’t usually re-blog, but I remember when I watched this video, it was about 10pm in Boulder, Colorado. During that time I was alone and in the peak of an episode of my bi-polar depression. Thinking only about how I was inevitably going to pass away.
For 2 minutes and 32 seconds, I finally got to feel alive, feel hope, maybe get out of that damn house.
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