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Forever Young - Bob Dylan
living by erica
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Right now i’m working on a series that documents life in nursing homes/elderly living. It’s kind of tough to capture, but I see potential so far.
Here it is. One more, one less. Another wasted love story. I really love this one.
When I think that its over, that I’ll never see him again like this… well yes, I’ll bump into him, we’ll meet our new boyfriend and girlfriend, act as if we had never been together, then we’ll slowly think of each other less and less until we forget each other completely. Almost.
Always the same for me. Break up, break down. Drunk up, fool around. Meet one guy, then another, fuck around. Forget the one and only. Then after a few months of total emptiness start again to look for true love, desperately look everywhere and after two years of loneliness meet a new love and swear it is the one, until that one is gone as well.
There’s a moment in life where you can’t recover any more from another break-up. And even if this person bugs you sixty percent of the time, well you still can’t live without him. And even if he wakes you up every day by sneezing right in your face, well you love his sneezes more than anyone else’s kisses
Kinda
miss
summer.
16x20. panorama final. first term imaging.
“ The virtue of the camera is not the power it has to transform the photographer into an artist, but the impulse it gives to keep on looking
brooks atkinson
lol at my serious face.
One of my teachers told me that I spend too much time in my own head, that I over think everything. He couldn’t be more right. I need to let go of everything that happened before and just start fresh. So much easier said than done.
Today was the last day of first term photography. Though I’ve never been the most school spirited person, I honestly feel a little sad that it’s over. Actually, I’m really sad that it’s over. As much as I need this break, I also need people pushing me, rooting for me or even counting on me to fail just so I can prove them wrong.
I can 100% truthfully say that I have found my passion and I’m going to spend the rest of my life trying to perfect it.
:-)
