another world

"it is almost as if you were frantically constructing another world while the world that you live in dissolves beneath your feet, and that your survival depends on completing this construction at least one second before the old habitation collapses."

- tennessee williams

the illusion of innocence

"it is photography itself that creates the illusion of innocence.  its ironies of frozen narrative lend to its subjects an apparent unawareness that they will change or die.  it is the future they are innocent of.  fifty years on we look at them with the godly knowledge of how they turned out after all- who they married, the date of their death- with no thought for who will one day be holding photographs of us."

-from the book black dogs by ian mcewan

beyond the yellow brick road

"so goodbye yellow brick road

where the dogs of society howl

you can't plant me in your penthouse

i'm going back to my plough

back to the howling old owl in the woods

hunting the horny back toad

oh i've finally decided my future lies

beyond the yellow brick road"

- from "goodbye yellow brick road" by elton john

model from faestock at

http://faestock.deviantart.com/

nothing to hold on to

"do you remember when you'd pray

to never see the day

when someone would make you feel this way

'cause you knew

they would cut right through you

and once inside, you were afraid they'd find

nothing to hold on to."

- from "ring on the sill" by cowboy junkies




bees from the graphics fairy
(see link at right)

how close am i to losing?

"today you were far away

and i didn't ask you why

what could i say

i was far away

you just walked away

and i just watched you

what could i say

how close am i to losing you?

tonight you just close your eyes

and i just watch you

slip away

how close am i to losing?"

- from "about today" by the national

old house stock from

http://fairiegoodmother.deviantart.com/

the most horrible thing in the world

"after the first glass, you see things as you wish they were.  after the second, you see things as they are not.  finally you see things as they really are, and that is the most horrible thing in the world."


- oscar wilde


vintage photo of little girl via 
http://mementomori-stock.deviantart.com/

memory

"memory is the seamstress, and a capricious one at that.  memory runs her needle in and out, up and down, hither and thither.  we know not what comes next, or what follows after.  thus, the most ordinary movement in the world, such as sitting down at a table and pulling the inkstand towards one, may agitate a thousand odd, disconnected fragments, now bright, now dim, hanging and bobbing and dipping and flaunting, like the underlinen of a family of fourteen on a line in a gale of wind."

- virginia woolf

dressmaker's dummy courtesy of fallen-stock at:

http://falln-stock.deviantart.com/