capuche

found on image spark

Waiting for winter... true winter, I guess. One more day. It's strange how winter seems to begin an entire month before it's "official." The sky is like a sheet of paper - completely blank, it may not be there at all. Everything seems to be a simple cut-out of a photograph. The ground is the same colour as the sky, but the puddles hold an upside-down world, crystal clear and utterly superficial.

a-glow

found on the blue hour

"december glow on film" -- I love the feeling this first photograph from the blue hour, really the entire entry. Warmth. It's strangely contrastive to the cold, cold weather.

I've found myself drawn to these sorts of ornate chandeliers especially since visiting the Catedral de Sta. María in Barcelona, though they are so much colder. They seem harsh by comparison to Brian's photograph. But I love their intricacy - their spindly extensions. As if they are some sort of iron spider-octopus hybrid.

it's things like this...

dénué de quoi?

"Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everybody I've ever known."

- Chuck Palahnuik

(Invisible Monsters)

found on v.