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Jumy-M Utakata / 一瞬の毒
« La casa proibita • Noto • Sicilia 2020 »
⚫️Tenebra project⚫️
Jean Paul Gaultier Spring 2022
something deeply intimate about being outside early in the morning all alone and seeing the world as she is
Being weird together is a love language
Passing Through, 1956. Performance.
Saburo Murakami
Photo by Gaspar Gasparian, 1953
There'll be a moment when you realise you're 27 when yesterday you were just 17; and you wouldn't be able to tell how a decade passed away and your life got divided into before and afters. The fury of youth will subdue and nothing will really change but everything will feel different when you look at old photographs and blurry videos taken on cheap mobile phones. Scents will remind you of childhood and certain friends you don't talk to anymore, hangouts will become reunions and mom's burnt pie will become the best food you ever had. And I know on some days you won't be able to show anything of those 10 years but I hope you remember to breathe, and let go of the knot in your chest. I hope you go out in the sun and live a little, because tomorrow is 37.
Edit- I added the visualizer for this piece on my YT, check it out here
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned
*sees any flowing water* tch, maybe this world ain't so bad after all...
Sylvia Plath