1. so beautiful to create memories 2. lucky to have shot them ✨ 3. it sucks to forget some 🍂 4. I don't want to forget 🌧️🍷🍃
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@alejandroetc
1. so beautiful to create memories 2. lucky to have shot them ✨ 3. it sucks to forget some 🍂 4. I don't want to forget 🌧️🍷🍃
Tres años atrás:
—"Acompáname a vender al Barrio Lastarria", me dice y acepto. Y su compa de puesto vende cadenas, le digo:
—"Nunca he usado collares, y me gustan mucho. ¿Cuál me recomiendas?" Y me ofrece uno que, por cierto, miré y juzgué. "No me queda. Qué feo", pensé.
Me pasa un espejo ¡y me quedaba muy bien! Ocupé la cadena todos los días... hasta que la perdí 😭.
Hoy:
Voy tarde al trabajo. Y es que me mudé ayer y no sabía cuál era mi paradero. Fui a uno y a otro y cuando al fin diviso el indicado, corro. Oigo que algo se cae, pero el bus ya venía.
Decidí ignorar ese ruido, ese impacto contra el asfalto.
Perdí mi cadena otra vez. ¡Y sí! Hace un año, un amigo me regaló su cadena. Le dije que significaba mucho para mí, que era idéntica o incluso más bonita.
Disfruté ocuparla todos los días. ✨✨✨.
1. nostalgia hits deep sometimes anyway 2. today it feels lowkey good, like a hug 💕 3. it reminds me of ✨the beautiful things✨ 4. 10/10 🚬🍷
De hogar en hogar, una nueva escenografía constante,
la mochila me pesa.
Una temporada cada mes, episodios llenos de vértigo,
elenco nuevo.
Intento fotografiar todo, pero disfruto el ahora,
¡acción!
Estudio el guion, pero el dramaturgo se complica: recibo los episodios sin apuro, página por página.
Encuentro al director detrás de cámaras, pero dice que hablará conmigo después de comprar su café.
Me gustan las luces, el vestuario.
Y aunque cuestiono el desarrollo de personaje,
me atrevo y me involucro por el bien de la trama.
1. sometimes I'm running so late that I don't get there 🍂🍃 2. what would it have been like? what would have happened? 3. and I find myself halfway there 4. I know nobody. Nothing makes sense 🌙🌧️ 5. well, but other times I'm on time ⏳✨
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¡Una galería, un museo precioso he armado!
Bueno, ¡ya casi! Mil postales nostálgicas a punto de publicarse.
Pero el algoritmo me enseña el sinsentido:
Mil fotos sepultadas. Mil fotos.
Y no hablo de una cápsula del tiempo —poético sería—
mas como restos fósiles que solo con intención se desempolvan —y con esa ilusión me acobijo, posteo, sonrío—.
the time has passed,
painstakingly fast,
since I last sang with
those amethyst skies.
the world has changed,
and so have I—
for better or worse,
I haven't decided.
and yet, the sky still dances—
in hues of purple,
singing a tune of nostalgia
I only half remember the lyrics too.
She says to me;
“i know you want me
all to yourself—
but the show must go onward.”
and dance onward she did.
and on that night,
the air was cold,
but not freezing—
and it kissed my skin
for just a moment.
A moment only the buzzing street lights,
and the humming cicadas
dared to witness.
looking back,
I don’t wish to be here.
I want to take a trip back in time,
to when everything felt lighter,
when the mundane had magic,
and even the ordinary had beauty.
when the world was
so much softer.
but I know I can’t go back.
still, part of me lingers there,
where the world was gentler,
and simpler.
and I was dancing quietly
with shades of indigo.
𝓒.𝓗. 🪻
I used to work in a farm, taking care of Macadamia trees, in Queensland, Australia ✨. Some days were hot af.
1 my mistakes frustrate me: not focusing on my longings 2 or my ego obstructing a beautiful landscape 3 I stumble. Vertigo 💥. But it's giving drama, cinema 🚬🍷 4 mistakes are everywhere, happen all the time, so what?
rock pools at 10pm, Sunday. I met my friend, but said goodbye one hour later as it started to rain. I'm leaving in 60 days, forever. I'll miss it in here
1 I like shooting people, as I wonder 2 where do they go? 3 as I improvise on the go 4 it really inspires me to know your destiny 5 bc if it calls me, I might join
I wasn’t crazy about this piece so I wasn’t intending on publicly posting it again, but it keeps getting stolen every five minutes so I figured I’d put it here so people at least know who to attribute the original thing to lmao
[Digital illustration, Procreate App, 2020]
ITS NOT A PHOTO????????
me neither
I found it on my way home
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