I have been re-reading some books that were important to me in the past, and it strikes me how much my people have a voice of their own. Oftentimes drowning amidst a continent that cannot, does not know how to hear us. How our culture can vary ever so slightly, so beautifully, and how many of us, in dialogue as much with ourselves as with the world, keep making. Perhaps we create to signify our existence, […]
the difficulty is in figuring out how to reinvent your life without blowing it to pieces, how to keep digging deeper while searching for new ideas that may turn out to be beside, not below, parallel. I’m doubtful still, but it feels like this change in where I live, how I live, may energize me. I’m looking for answers perhaps, but also for a canvas to hold more questions. and so, tentatively, I approach the easel. I’m not […]
sipping coffee on a Tuesday afternoon, the roasting smell rests against your hoodie, it’s a normal day, an average beverage and eventually – a simple sundown to come as time trickles bluer, parallels permeate through your thoughts – and she holds your hand, somewhere else across the timeline, maybe Millenium Park, a distorted reflection of you two amidst hundreds of others or on the High Line, your elongated shadows racing ahead of you, and hundreds […]
tipping point – there are no colours left in my wardrobe, and only two dozen items maybe. some socks and underwear. the pictures on the walls have come down also, but for one, of two women embracing each other like sisters of lovers, I don’t know. it remains hung right above a television that isn’t connected to anything. progressively editing my own life down. making room for increasingly complex ideas.
I wanted to start a street style section for a while, and when we had a second with Emmalynn on set for the J. Reyez video, I thought I’d snap a few shots. Just simple stuff showcasing her rad outfit.