A Girl Who Had 7 Invisible Horses...

This is just to beautiful for words.

Try hold back the tears, kids...this photographic GENIUS is by:

"Ulrika Kestere"

This work is completely incredible and inspiring and this young talent is only getting better!


Here is my favourite project of hers. She wrote a creative piece that ties in with her photos...read it and then take a look at these gorgeous pics.


“Once upon a time there was a girl who had 7 invisible horses. People thought she was crazy and that she in fact had 7 imaginary horses, but this was not the case. When autumn came the girl spent a whole day washing all her clothes. She hung them on a string in her garden to let the gentle autumn sun dry them. Out of nowhere, a terrible storm came and its fiercefull winds grabbed a hold of all her clothes and all seven horses (authors note: since they are invisible they obviously didn’t weigh much). The girl was devastated and spent all autumn looking for each horse spread around the country, wrapped in her 
clothes.”

 xxx loves xxx

It's Time...

So theres a major shift that is about to take place...

Life as I know it is about to change completely. 

Im struggling.

Change is something that we as human beings battle with. What is it about change that frightens us so much?

The fear of the unknown?

Us doubting ourselves?

The fear of being alone?

I am really scared.

I need to find the strength within me to know i'll be ok. To know that I am strong and I will only achieve greatness.

Will you forget me when I'm gone? Im terrified of turning around and not seeing your face!


Mom...how will i get through each day  without your words of wisdom? Without your guidance and love...


Im terrified.

Friends...will you always remember the laughter that we have shared? I will still need your shoulders to cry on...will you be there?


I need you to hold my hand and never let go...


Im scared.

Love...will you know that i will never give up on you? 
I want to find you, i want to be happy...Old love is never forgotten...and new love is excitedly anticipated. xxx

Change is inevitable but it really is a difficult thing to deal with. You are being thrust into the unknown...


Where will I land?


Will I be ok?


How strong am I?


Can I do this?


Will I get through this?


Millions of thoughts and emotions are racing through me all at once. I don't even know where to start...Im trying my best to process them but i'm struggling.


Im scared BUT... I will never know the answers to all my unanswered questions if I don't try!

"ITS TIME"

xxx loves xxx

Swing Life Away...

 Am I loud and clear, or am I breaking up?
Am I still your charm, or am I just bad luck?
Are we getting closer, or are we just getting more lost?

I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words

We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

I've been here so long, I think that it's time to move
The winter's so cold, summer's over too soon
Let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow

I've got some friends, some that I hardly know
But we've had some times, I wouldn't trade for the world
We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go

We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand....until you hold my hand

Swing life away [x4]

xxx loves xxx

Alphabet Photography...

Bela Borsodi was born in Vienna and has lived and worked in New York City since the early 1990's. He studied fine art and graphic design with a great interest in psychology but often incorporated photography in his projects. When his friends started working at magazines and asked him to take photographs for them, Borsodi became more interested in photography. This led to an early career as a photographer where he shot portraits, reportage, and some fashion for editorials in Austria and Germany.


I think his work is absolutely incredible. The amount of patience it must have taken to take photographs like this is beyond me!
Never mind his incredibly trained and conceptual way of thinking...its like non other I've seen in a long time!
I love him and would love to know exactly what goes through this talented mans thoughts and views on the world.


I definitely have a new intellectual and creative crush! #totallycrushing

Go check out more his amazing work on  www.belaborsodi.com

xxx Loves xxx

Smoke It Up, Kids...

After seeing the viral YouTube video of a two-year-old Indonesian boy who chain smoked 40 cigarettes a day, Belgian photographer 

Frieke Janssens got an idea for this photo series titled 

"Smoking Kids"

 

“Smoking Kids” is a compelling and slightly disturbing personal project by Frieke... 

Shocking and controversial as this series appears to be, it may serve as some kind of relief to know that these are photo manipulations created by Belgain photographer Frieke Janssens to bring awareness to a viral epidemic of children smoking.

“The video highlighted the cultural differences between the East and west, and questioned notions of smoking being a mainly adult activity. Adult smokers are the societal norm, so I wanted to isolate the viewer’s focus upon the issue of smoking itself. I felt that children smoking would have a surreal impact upon the viewer and compel them to truly see the acts of smoking rather than making assumptions about the person doing the act.”

Frike feels that the culture of smoking has a retro feel, hence her photos capture a time period of Mad Men, when smoking on a plane or in a restaurant was not uncommon. Her photographs also capture the fine line between the beauty and ugliness of smoking. And in case you are horrified about this whole thing, no real cigarettes were used on set, assuring the safety of the children. Instead, chalk and sticks of cheese were used as props, while candles and incense provided the wisps of smoke.

 xxx loves xxx