Echo Nittolitto by Jennifer Avello for Glassbook - Borris Powell leather skirt
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Echo Nittolitto by Jennifer Avello for Glassbook - Borris Powell leather skirt
Love Sorrow Love sorrow. She is yours now, and you must take care of what has been given. Brush her hair, help her into her little coat, hold her hand, especially when crossing a street. For, think, what if you should lose her? Then you would be sorrow yourself; her drawn face, her sleeplessness would be yours. Take care, touch her forehead that she feel herself not so utterly alone. And smile, that she does not altogether forget the world before the lesson. Have patience in abundance. And do not ever lie or ever leave her even for a moment by herself, which is to say, possibly, again, abandoned. She is strange, mute, difficult, sometimes unmanageable but, remember, she is a child. And amazing things can happen. And you may see, as the two of you go walking together in the morning light, how little by little she relaxes; she looks about her; she begins to grow.” ~ Mary Oliver, Red Bird Photo: Echo NittoLitto by Claudia Susana
Me by Joshua Black Wilkins
It’s been a really long time since I posted anything so I figured I would add some photos of a few sculptures I made recently
“I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limited.” ― Sylvia Plath “Sometimes people let the same problem make them miserable for years when they could just say, 'So what.' I don't know how I made it through all the years before I learned how to do that trick. It took a long time for me to learn it, but once you do, you never forget.” ― Andy Warhol
When overcome with an experience that can't be expressed in words, I try to say only:
How exquisite.
@echonittolitto by Casey Vange
Makeup by Alex LaMarsh
Casey Vange © 2013
@echonittolitto by Casey Vange
Makeup by Alex LaMarsh
Casey Vange © 2013
Blackbird singing in the dead of night, take these sunken eyes and learn to see. All your life, you were only waiting for this moment to be free.
@echonittolitto by Casey Vange
Makeup by Alex LaMarsh
Casey Vange © 2013
Weep for Joy. Laughter at once and sobbing. It is Power beyond measure.
@echonittolitto by Casey Vange
Makeup by Alex LaMarsh
Casey Vange © 2013