Accordion ball. Ah the memories.
Today was the first time in about five years that someone other than myself has cut my hair. This picture commemorates the event.
I think you could stay happy forever if you could remember to see the world the way you do when you are newly in love, if you could remember the brightness of everything, remember how much it aches just to see such beauty as surrounds you. I still remember the kind of happiness that hurt as if I was too poorly built to experience such joy, simple memories that still make my stomach turn and my breath deepen. If there is tantric sex that can stretch an orgasm out for hours than surly there must be some equivalent, some sort of tantric love.
We often protect ourselves from those things we ache for most. I am no exception.
A sensation overtakes me of floating off into space, quietly, slowly, helplessly. When, from time to time, I discover that I am still anchored down, however delicately, it is an unexpected feeling of relief, warmth washes over me and I feel like I still exist. Exist as just one person. Still here.
Do you know what it's like to try something that you forgot you loved to do? Something small that reminds you who you are and reminds you that you're really living right now and maybe your routine is the worst crime you've ever committed? Sometimes I feel that way about thinking, like a good hard look at things is long overdue. I remind myself what it was like as a teenager realizing you're the one who decides who you're going to be, life looming, terrifying before you. Where has that feeling of awe gone? It has not been such a long time, why do I see so many limitations now, so many compromises?
As promised, pictures of students playing around in circus costumes. I realize that these pictures almost completely don't match up with what I've written here.
I know. The last one is really weird, but I get to do a really weird one every once in a while.
As you probably know already from Facebook or, youknow, real life: It is official. The Wonderbolt Circus will be performing at the Olympics in Vancouver next year! And I'm going to be one of the performers! I'm sorry for overstating this but it's still hard to wrap my head around it. I'm going to be performing at the Olympics!!!
Simulated shutter leak. Training slippers.
Shutter leak and multiple exposure.
Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
Accordion ball. Ah the memories.
Today was the first time in about five years that someone other than myself has cut my hair. This picture commemorates the event.
Hahahaha. That first one of Beni kills me! I've been a little lax lately but it seems like this just isn't as fun unless I'm a little behind. As of Thursday past I'm past the six month mark, so half-way through my quest for 365 images! This set somehow seems a little introspective, I would probably have made the middle one into some sort of polyptic, and I still might, but I've got to catch up on lost ground and decided it would be more fun to play with the silouette and gradients. The next set may all be kids in circus costumes just for something different.
