I’ve been so nervous about this whole exhibit thing, I can’t even explain why. Such a different feeling, but I’m really glad we did this. Last night’s turnout is still making my heart melt, explode, and dervish-dance all at the same time! I’m so grateful! 
My piece is a set of four digital photography prints, as well as hand-crafted accessories, called Alulong at Ayuno. It’s a visual and tactile presentation of the opposing forces of our animalistic desires, and our religious guilt. 
Thank you to everyone who came! Our works are going to be on display until the 24th, so please swing by Vinyl on Vinyl if you have the time! 
Thanks for snapping this one, Chuck!

I’ve been so nervous about this whole exhibit thing, I can’t even explain why. Such a different feeling, but I’m really glad we did this. Last night’s turnout is still making my heart melt, explode, and dervish-dance all at the same time! I’m so grateful! 

My piece is a set of four digital photography prints, as well as hand-crafted accessories, called Alulong at Ayuno. It’s a visual and tactile presentation of the opposing forces of our animalistic desires, and our religious guilt. 

Thank you to everyone who came! Our works are going to be on display until the 24th, so please swing by Vinyl on Vinyl if you have the time! 

Thanks for snapping this one, Chuck!

myhyperimagination
Lately, my actual hyperactive imagination has gotten quite a few things to keep itself rather preoccupied and on its toes, and I’m really grateful.
On a slightly related note, this is me, my husky Morpheus, little aspin Marshall, and Mau, our crooked-tailed home cat. They can heal any heartbreak, you know, and can heal me of any stress or heartbreak.

Lately, my actual hyperactive imagination has gotten quite a few things to keep itself rather preoccupied and on its toes, and I’m really grateful.

On a slightly related note, this is me, my husky Morpheus, little aspin Marshall, and Mau, our crooked-tailed home cat. They can heal any heartbreak, you know, and can heal me of any stress or heartbreak.

I Blame the Wine Last Night

I had a dream about you. It was all kinds of strange and sweet.

It was the end of the world, and you held my hand. I felt it, your fingers in between mine; the grooves on your palm, the ridges on your fingertips. 

There was a gathering on a field - perhaps a soccer field? (it does bear a significance). Throngs of people fell in lines that led to makeshift booths scattered around the clearing. We all had to register for some sort of Exodus, but we all knew (the way you feel things in your dream-guts) that it was for the end. 

The sky was a different shade of overcast. We knew the Lord was coming to destroy the earth, and our mothers were calmly mouthing prayers and fingering rosaries.

We all waited for our turn to sign our names, and once we did, we went back to our cars to go home and wait for the end.

My whole family was already in our white van when you came up to me. Behind you was yours, and it was empty (I dream-thought you were here with your family?). 

We’ve always wanted to do this. Do you want to ride with me one last time? You asked.

I trust the Lord, I told you with great certainty. This is not the end, trust me.

You reached out, grabbed my hand and held it tight. 

Then I woke up. Is it sad that I’m hoping you had the same one?

So I forgot to have a new set of ID pictures taken for tomorrow, and I don’t want to use my old ones because I had my hair chopped off last Saturday. Decided to take my own photos - but I may not have taken it very seriously and had too much fun. 
Time to sleep but I’m struggling, tomorrow feels like the first day of school!

So I forgot to have a new set of ID pictures taken for tomorrow, and I don’t want to use my old ones because I had my hair chopped off last Saturday. Decided to take my own photos - but I may not have taken it very seriously and had too much fun. 

Time to sleep but I’m struggling, tomorrow feels like the first day of school!

"Watched" Bon Iver on Coachella’s livestream. The internet sucks in our area though. I had to set the video to a hideous quality, just so I can listen to 20 seconds of Bon Iver’s awesomeness, and then 5 seconds of buffering, and then 20 more seconds of pure bliss. I just imagined I was watching them piss-drunk, vision blurry and suffering from sporadic black outs. 
God these guys are so amazing. 

"Watched" Bon Iver on Coachella’s livestream. The internet sucks in our area though. I had to set the video to a hideous quality, just so I can listen to 20 seconds of Bon Iver’s awesomeness, and then 5 seconds of buffering, and then 20 more seconds of pure bliss. I just imagined I was watching them piss-drunk, vision blurry and suffering from sporadic black outs. 

God these guys are so amazing.