Working 2 jobs this summer. Both in design. My major...Not confident at all....But hey, my grades are good, I got pretty nice jobs, one pays, one is at an amazing place. I gotta admit, I'm sorta happy. I have a romantic interest......damn, this summer will be fucking mind blowing.
I am working on putting together a coherent collection of erotic self portraits. Hopefully to be put into a book form, and published on blurb. It will be an amazing exercise both as designer and a photographer...My writing will find a way there too.... My poems haven't been featured here much....But I did write....I cna pick it up again. I want this book to be full of content that is interesting both, visually and mentally.
Here is a poem sample
It rained and my hair smells of smoke.
I feel the air, dense and humid...
knit sweater, jeans, black high heeled boots
against my skin, restricting movement.
Gaze down, hair covers face
blue plastic lighter, hold in fingers
a lungful breath, yet on my tongue
Your cigarette's aroma lingers...
A snapshot photo, grainy film
I am a part of your collection.
It hurts to think, but I just know
Soon I'll become one of your X's.
and an old photo just to keep things going
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