Kate Siamro

Portfolio of a constantly changing enthusiast of life. Main Focus: Dallas, Photography, Blogged opinions, personal life, and local events

[kateskarma]

#Rhombisurvivor late nights and early bird living, just got Media badge for #edgefest24 

#Dallas #edgefest #mediabadge #coffeeandfilm #rhombiteam #festival #beck #avettbrothers #1021theedge

[ddphotography]

@kateskarma last night at Blow Up Gallery #blowupgallery (at Blow-Up Gallery)

[katesiamro]

His Freckles were constellations

We Kissed in the grassy field and time was slow.... I could envision us from afar even though we were miles away from civilization. Existence being merely a sliver of chance, not even a second of all humanity. His eyes fixed on me, reflecting my smile and hypnotic stares. I breathed him in, and lilac filled my nostrils. A smell that would connect me to the memory... a cursed smell that would linger on lonely nights drinking tea in bed, while acquaintances wandered bar trying to find themselves. I hoped that he would ponder himself mad about me in this particular memory... maybe a selfish wish, but a womanly want to be a future muse to his magnum opus, although inspired by painful loss. I hoped my loneliness would reflect his as my happiness on this day. The clouds changed shapes as well as any Heraclitus stream set foot in. A constellation of freckles were stepped on by my fingers dancing upon his arm. We met each others glance again aware of our parting of ways eventually... sometime soon, as many lovers had face before us. All we could do was lay there... ruined and defeated, in each others arms, entranced by lilac. That was the last day I blushed. 

[kateskarma]

The Orange was amazing saturday night. Check them out. They're doing a show in L.A. soon and coming out with new music. My friend Scott manages a art gallery near Northpark mall in Dallas called "blow-up" gallery. One of the most interesting people I know. so happy to watch this band grow :) 

[kateskarma]

He disappeared with the cigarettes only leaving the ashes behind.

[katesiamro]

An in-depth look into the mind of fashion designer, Charles Smith II, as he speaks of his influences and his upcoming March 28th Autumn/Winter 12-15 Runway Show at Guapo Skatepark in the heart of Dallas. This young visionary is definitely bringing a new twist to the Dallas fashion scene.

Video produced by Kate Siamro . Shot and edited by Dillon White.

Click here for THRWD site it was introduced on.

[katesiamro]

“If It Wasn’t For Beer, I Don’t Know If I’d Survive” | Untapped Fest Review by: Kate Siamro

Driving into Ft Worth Friday to experience Untapped Festival was a miserable drive.

It looked as if the rain gods pissed on the city with freezing cold showers. In all honesty, I wasn’t expecting anyone to show up. Which would be proved wonderfully wrong......

CLICK HERE FOR REST OF ARTICLE 

[kateskarma]

Who’s orbit are you in? #circuit12 #art #Dallas #AlexanderDijulio #sun

[kateskarma]

@dillonion and my video of @smiththe2nd for #thrwd was shown before his runway show :) produced by Kate Siamro. So very satisfied. More to come ;)

[kateskarma]

Helped interview with #ishi at #SXSW great experience :) also friends of mine in a band called Featherface got interviewed too. Check them out, great music ;) #RHOMBISURVIVOR #Austin #music #Texas #featherface @featherfaceband @rhombisurvivor

[kateskarma]

We survived the cold #RHOMBISURVIVOR #untappedmusicfestival #untappedfest #spune #pasteuntapped #rsps #rhombiteam #music #ftworth #VIP

[kateskarma]

Southern Tier from Lakewood, NY has creme brulee stout. It’s amazing #southerntier #untappedfest #RHOMBISURVIVOR #rhombisurvivor #beer #rsps #paste #pasteuntapped

[kateskarma]

Are you ready!! First instagramed #untapped festival by #rhombisurvivor keep up with us and all the bands playing today. ;) #rsps #ftworth #Texas #music #untappedmusicfestival #spune #paste #pasteuntapped #spuneuntapped

[kateskarma]

Great interview today with @smiththe2nd. Thanks to @dillonion for amazing footage. :) can’t wait to see the finished work. #THRWD #fashion #Dallas #katesiamro #smithII

[katesiamro]

"3 Days" poem

Getting over you… merely will take 3 days. 

3 days to forget you, 3 days to numb out, 3 days to sleep in, 3 days are the amount.

3 days to starve because my appetite disappeared, 3 days to avoid being called your “dear”

3 days to pretend that i’m the happiest i’ve ever been, 3 days to have a drinking binge.   

3 days to wake up 3 times a night, 3 days to blast music, 3 days will make me right. 

3 days to be friends once again, 3 days to be repulsed at what it could have been.

3 days and you will not catch my eye. 3 days of pain to leave this behind.

3 days it took for the rest of them. 3 days it takes to start over again.

3 days to cry before I go to sleep. 3 days to brainwash you out of me. 

Though 3 days may seem cruel to you, but it just takes 3 days to make you “who?”.

- Kate Siamro

[katesiamro]

"My Fix"

I want to fix everything…. 

Myself. Others. You. Ugly things. Broken things. Watches put to the wrong time. Movies with terribly written titles. Your hair if it falls incorrectly. The amount of spiciness in food. How many times a night I dream. The tempeture in the car. My emotions that get in the way. My body’s shape and the way it looks today.

I want to fix it all… guess i’m a control freak.

Always wanting things to go my way.

What a way to be.  

I sadly think this isn’t a fixable trait to have. 

How ironic.

- By Kate Siamro 2012

[katesiamro]

"Blame my Shadow" Poem

It lingers in my room at night regardless of my sleeping stage.

My shadow crawls along my floor and sinks into my sheets, my ghostly shadow creeps. It haunts me throughout the day whispering… 

You’ll never look like that

You’ll never catch his attention

You’ll never be the last thing on their mind before they sleep. 

My shadow follows me all day and all night. Lonely only to tease me of my loneliness. It hides behind walls and in dark corners so I merely am lost in confusion as to why I feel such depression. It has such a heavy pressure which is why I can’t walk in heels.

It sneaks into my dreams to turn them into nightmares, it flips my tips on checks from nines to sixes. It causes me to be the third wheel on a dates. It convinces me i’m fat by shrinking my pants in the dyer. It posts pictures of past lovers enjoying new female interests on facebook. It makes me dig through my purse for my keys while standing outside my house freezing. It causes me to go green with envy. It steals hours in the day causing my life to fly by fast. It turns my alarm off so I don’t make it to class on time.

It destroys me.

My shadow is to blame for everything.

-October 21st 2012 by Kate Siamro