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http://www.s4lem.com/mp3/SALEM%20-%20Brustreet.mp3

f stop magazine is an online magazine that publishes every month. This month im in it check out all the cool work from everyone!

http://www.fstopmagazine.com/

http://www.squareamerica.com/lo.htm

I love these portraits Andrew Bush did of people in their car.

These are the last pictures I sent to Zadia over in PR for the F-Stop magazine collaboration issue. Deadlines on the 25th so we have lots of editing to do

working hard until May 8th, graduation day

alec soth

I'm going to see his new work in New York and I'm so excited







"Over and over again I fall asleep with my eyes open, knowing I'm falling asleep, unable to prevent it. When I fall asleep this way, my eyes are cut off from my ordinary mind as though they were shut, but they become directly connected to this new, extraordinary mind, which grows increasingly competent to deal with their impressions. "

I declared my self pure and felt almost holy upon doing so

i will always talk to you about secret places. I would never alienate you. Though this is a difficult duty of taking on another life, commitment to care. I feel so free right now. I am becoming closer to purity. I don't need the physicality. I have arrived to insights that I have never thought existed. I feel peace and harmony in myself. The answer to the question? You possess a treasure of incalculable value. I will take care of it, protect, and cherish it. But I want to also go far away. I have kept the most pleasing and attractive subject to the last. Never leave leisure to idle about. A spring is clear and lucid because the water is in motion.

farewell to faraway friends

The education of youth is a very serious thing. Thus expresses himself: " what grander task can anyone have then that of guiding souls, of training the young? I esteem him who understands how to mold and educate youth more highly than the painter, the sculpture, and every other artist, whoever he may be.

I was born to use my eyes
Dream with the sun and the skies
To float away in a lifelong song
In the mist where melody flies.

I was made to love magic...

feb 6th gena turns 22

with 2 good presents ryan mcginley siging a business card for my birthday and elmo cupcakes

he knew her

The forest heaved into sudden life.




"The woman! Don't shoot!" he cried. "See! She is unarmed!"

hunting scenes, stretches of sombre forest, vastnesses of silent snow, the glittering of ballroom lights, great galleries and lecture halls, a fleeting shimmer of glistening testtubes, long rows of book-lined shelves, the throb of machinery and the roar of traffic, a fragment of forgotten song, faces of dear women and old chums, a lonely watercourse amid upstanding peaks, a shattered boat on a pebbly strand, quiet moonlit fields, fat vales, the smell of wood....