Things don't ever stop moving. But, I suppose it doesn't hurt to capture them to some degree...even if it's in a space that itself may eventually fade. This is me tumbling through time.

rerylikes:

Anne Wilsonportable city (2008)

The sculpture project entitled Portable City proposes liaisons between textiles and the built environment. Comprised of a horizontal field of 47 mobile vitrines, each vitrine houses a structure of thread or wire filament under tension, suspension, compression, or collapse.

6 months ago
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Fading.

A sense of place.
Purpose.
Direction. 

Even when you might see a vague, but very real picture.

The tools to keep you going.
To continue the drawing beyond outlines and creating space.
They are so vital…so necessary.

I now understand why community is more than just a group of people.
More than a gathering.

Equipped individually. Gifted and flawed in unique ways…

Yet, incomplete when left alone.

Only fully flourishing when drawing people together.

But, hold fast! 

A renewed sense of gratitude. Understanding
Only fuels the future. 


Your grace…is enough.

Always creating hope. 

Move me into place.

7 months ago
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i wish i knew him personally. i like to conveniently forget that he epitomizes french voyeurism in some ways. 

miss conte crayon and staining my clothes everyday with dust.

i wish i knew him personally. i like to conveniently forget that he epitomizes french voyeurism in some ways. 

miss conte crayon and staining my clothes everyday with dust.

7 months ago
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my birthday cake!
akkrn93:

roommate’s birthday cake.
I wish I had a mixer so it can be a real bomb whipped cream coating.
But tis done and prisky’s birthday ! :]

my birthday cake!

akkrn93:

roommate’s birthday cake.

I wish I had a mixer so it can be a real bomb whipped cream coating.

But tis done and prisky’s birthday ! :]

7 months ago
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Anatomical Landscape.
p.youn

Anatomical Landscape.

p.youn

7 months ago
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sometimes I wish I was just sitting in a space like this. only knowing that time moves because I can hear the air and see the light shift. 

sometimes I wish I was just sitting in a space like this. only knowing that time moves because I can hear the air and see the light shift. 

(Source: mrharristweed)

7 months ago
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