IFocal: Colourist
I pour my blood, sweat and tears so colour may flow out of my fingers and stain your world in brilliant hues.
I pour my blood, sweat and tears so colour may flow out of my fingers and stain your world in brilliant hues.
I used to love that I was ‘one of the guys’. I grew up loving their rough-and-tumble ways. Those days are past. I don’t like being with men anymore.
miss how easy it used to be to fall in love. I miss its effortlessness. I miss not even knowing that it could be an effort.
* Earlier here as Extremist.
Who needs a lava lamp when you can create a slice of psychedelic paradise for yourself? This is an old olive jar, painted with a tropical beach scenery and inlit with a blue LED strip. It serves as a perfect (and portable) nightlamp.
#Ideastory is a tag that I use to post 140 character story bits onto Twitter. My mood was Strangelove today and here are the tales I told: ~O~O~O~O~O~O~ I’m tired of romance, she says, it’s what men use to bribe me into bed.Fine, he says, wanna fuck then eat the…
Everybody’s Got a Story by Heather WardellMy rating: 5 of 5 stars I’ve gotten used to thinking of galley reads as less than perfect in some way, since they aren’t quite the finished product. ‘Everybody’s Got A Story’ was a pleasant surprise in that sense, because I read a pre-release…
I love Warli so much, how could I not do this? We can all be dancers!
Everyone’s just another pixel in the collage till you boil them down to their #BlackandWhite stories. I’ve heard people say that Black-and-white is the better form of photography. As a colour lover, I resisted this for a long time. I still enjoy vibrancy but I’m beginning to see how colour…
A Van Gogh on a bottle