say goodbye, say hello

i found this one stashed away. i thought it was appropriate to share because...

1. i get to see this ravishing creature in a mere two days, and could not be more thrilled about it
2. i find it quite glam, so it's only appropriate for the unrealistic expectations of beauty and class that one associates with new years eve
3. i redundantly posted it to emphasis my excitement for reunion as well as reiterating excess, you know you can't get enough.

can i come over, i need to rest

"we burned with love for ourselves, all of us, starters of the fire we suffered- our love was the affliction for which only our love was the cure" j.s.f. (as per usual)

before, during, and after

the snowstorm. watching the beginning, a light dusting from the warmth of my radiator and view from my windows. to the heavy downfall in the west village, with tequila in our blood to keep us warm. and finally, back in brooklyn, around my neighborhood where the sun was bright and piles began to melt.

cold combat

tunes to listen to on the cold morning walks and while watching the snow silently fall.
ra ra riot ghosts under rocks
white rabbits percussion gun
animal collective what would i want sky
au revoir simone shadows
kleerup (featuring lykke li) until we bleed
thom yorke all for the best & skirting on the surface
matt & kim daylight
bowerbirds my oldest memory
the avett brothers i and love and you (thanks ryan)
volcano choir island, IS
fever ray here before (vashti bunyan cover)
florence + the machine dog days are over

piccolo albero per natale e dopo

oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, oh two foot christmas tree. once the season is over i will flip you upside down and attach you to the ceiling. you have a beautiful glow about you and softly illuminate wherever you may be.

missed connection

with autumn. i savored that last measly portions of it, and milked it for all that it was worth. milked a photo shoot in central park with my sister and my ernie; searching for the fullest tree with the strongest hue, and scrounging up its fallen remnants in hopes to grasp onto whatever moment of the season that might remain.

tangled ornamental balloons, a highline view.

falling for the whole julian plenti album, especially "on the esplanade"

i'm not carefree, i'm free to care

photos courtesy of ern-fern

current new listen is bowerbirds. my oldest memory and in our talons being goodies. i think it's helping calm my anxieties and worries, but not fully healing them.

i want to read you

that's all.

in the elevator

#41 - Arcade Fire - Neon Bible & Wake Up
by lablogotheque

absolutely worth the 4 minute commitment to get to it.

leftovers

photo courtesy of melody

map of the world

moms and pops, not in that order

these are my premature leftovers from years gone by. cherished moments, some subtle, some exuberant, from an assortment places and time. ranging from the north, the middle, and south of CA, new york, berlin, lisbon, copenhagen, stockholm, gothenburg, florence, the 70's, and anywhere between. wanting to share without giving too much away, wanting to love without fear of loss, wanting the light without the dark.