Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Helplessly Hoping

It's weird to think that we all seem to have music we go to when we're sad, well, when I'm sad. Last year I'd just have my bouts for no specific reason... quite different from this year. But what will never change is my reliable, wallow-in-whatever-may-bother bands. CSNY for their melancholic harmonizing, Al Green and Otis Redding are my equivalents of comfort food, then there are the sooth-the-burn female vocals of Camera Obscura, Mirah, and the taken-from-everywhere Psapp.  The worst, though, is when I'm so down I can't even decide what to listen to. While depressing movies are used to remind us that our lives really aren't that bad, music is more to help drown out the rest of my surroundings.

ugh, school and things are stressing me out and I really don't have anyone to spew my problems onto... I have no tv to watch my depressing movies, and I STILL need to get my work done

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

La Saraghina

it's amazing how some of the best songs in films aren't available in albums or even online.

Monday, October 20, 2008

A little bit

"A portrait is not stolen. A portrait doesn't sell anything. It says something universal about all of us." -Olivier Zahm, Purple Magazine

Sunday, October 19, 2008

what now

Project I art directed and modeled for:

Wednesday, October 15, 2008


" We should learn to love each other so much, to live outside of time, detached..."
- La Dolce Vita

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

so many times they say you've got it made

Le Brun states:
ecstasy, caused by an object "above the knowledge of the soul"; love, an expression that results only when passion is "pure"; and joy, caused when "love inspires the soul."

Sunday, October 12, 2008

The shoeless hunter

it's been a while since I've added photos, probably because I've been busy taking a lot of them in various medias, which has consumed my life. The following is a project for my adv. digi class:

As well as some ones form Spark Gallery:

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Can anybody help me please

Hard times have hit for dreamers. No longer can one fly the coop and travel abroad on a dime. They also can't cut out of school to learn of life outside of a system in their own country. Our days are filled with poor economics and bad presidents. What a shame. At least we still have love.

Saturday, October 4, 2008

Want a whole lot of love

I've begun to realize how little of my childhood I remember... it's pretty awful. I think this fact is connected to the reason why I have this quasi-obsession with the movies of my generation. Rudolph? The Land Before Time? yeah... those are my regulars. But really, can we find a way to get some of these older memories into a more accessible area of my conscious?

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

I don't really need titles I guess... he's left to go back to London until the holidays A lot of what seems to matter is what names he calls me by. No longer am I just "Sara," but a bevy of others. I've never had this many try-outs in nicknames, only the ones I've had since birth. It's weird. To have an idea of what your life's turning into, not wanting to jinx anything by saying it out loud, but needing to be agreed with. He said I should be used to going our separate ways for work or school, but I can only say the longer we're together the harder it becomes to say goodbye. So much so that in my last hours I can't think of a single thing to do but sit with him, just looking. Once I'm numb to the distance things aren't as difficult, but once it's time for me to say goodbye I break down emotionally and mentally, it's so much harder than I'd ever imagined. Only now have I ever fathomed how a mother feels when she's letting go of her toddler's hand at kindergarden and going through it all over again once they get to college. You know what you're doing is best for them, but you can't help but feel like a major part of you is missing.

fuck. tears. I told myself I wouldn't