Sunday, December 26, 2010

"sayre" is pronounced to rhyme with "fair".


"I wish I could write a beautiful book to break those hearts that are soon to cease to exist: a book of faith and small neat worlds and of people who live by the philosophies of popular songs."

-zelda fitzgerald.

Friday, December 24, 2010

the woman you used to love.

was it romantic?


i didn't even have to move my feet. i just slid the whole way down. and though i tried, i couldn't stop laughing. because i felt just like mary poppins.

Thursday, December 16, 2010

to capture the world.


i know this is shameless of me but, i am proud. last night i put on a dress, treated myself to a nice glass of wine, and pretended all the while that i was a famous, successful photographer. it was silly, but the best of things usually are.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

private eyes.


today at work we listened to the hall and oates greatest hits album, not once, but twice. in a row. i wanted to play it again.

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

the variations in the white + grays.


is it true that if i tell you what i wished for it won't come true?
i wished for christmas cheer.

Monday, December 13, 2010

where something was.


mao.

linea.

my mornings.

sheets in the blue room for sleeping.

my friend julia started taking photographs. further down the road, she will make a quilt.

the tips of the tusks became blackened.



elephantine colossus.

Saturday, December 11, 2010

fixing a hole where the rain gets in.


today is different. today i want to listen to this song over and over and sing to myself and enjoy the day that has already started.

i'm getting rusty.


the nifty fifties.

old book pages.

Sunday, December 5, 2010

this is my house.


snow, snow, snow. come on snow.

her innermost thoughts.


if i look tired today it's because i woke up in the middle of the night and watched this in it's entirety. and then i knitted.

i think we speak too seldom.


and another note slid under the door.

Saturday, December 4, 2010