May 13, 2017
From the sea
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MAMA LOVE ON FILM x EARTHY ANDY
December 23, 2016
December 2, 2016
November 23, 2016
SEEK + BREE+ SYLVER
November 22, 2016
November 7, 2016
October 10, 2016
spotting this field from the top of the highway as i drove down the hill as a teenager in my old
pick-up felt like freedom to all my disquieting emotions and thoughts.
the sightings of yellow meant i made it through a round of seasons once again.
as a teenager days sometimes felt like months. i dealt with grief, anguish and depression episodes.
the blooming of yellow patched my soul. it reminded me that the world is wonderful and alive and bright and no matter how difficult the trial, the earth still turns.
for me. for us. for my future husband out there. for my kids up there.
as i stood in the middle of miles of yellow i remember having to look up to the faces in the flowers. they were so tall i had to lift my heavy eyes towards the sky.
in the sky there were birds.
the wind was silent. you could only feel it.
like love. like pain.
no humans there. nothing. not even my thoughts.
i could escape my thoughts there.
I've cried there once alone. I've never told anyone about that.
the color yellow will always mean something to me.