Monday

October 11th, 2010

I am a sorrowful person, a dark breathing gal. I cry and I moan, I observe the dimmer parts of life with a welcoming gaze. A thick air of bronze filings and sap excites me, it doesn't bring me down.

There is a vitality in the periods where my chin points to the ground and my eyes don't follow past or before you.

3 comments:

j. oiseau said...

Is that one of your rings? I'd love to buy one from you one day :)

You should write more often, too. I know you express your emotions through photographs and such, but it's completely different when I read your words.

I miss you Shasha!

hadley said...

me too, jiyun. i love that ring. you have the most official style. love you sasha.

Benjamin Winkler said...

You could easily sell these at Art in the Age and rake it in. So lovely. So finely wrought.

Also, I totally want one, but thicker, slightly more masculine.