I leave for europe in fourteen days. I haven't decided which cameras to bring with me. I have images in my brain. images of men I haven't met, but I feel I have known. Its funny what certain songs do to you, isn't it?

I need to set my teapots up in my new apartment.
I need to do approximatly
seven
thousand things.
but this evening
this evening I belong to no one.
I belong to only myself.
I need to relocate myself.
I need so many things.
lately I have been in love with being by myself.
lately I have been in love with blue,
the color,
I just...
saturate myself in it.
I just...
I cant remember.

its so humid lately.
my thoughts have been heavy.
I feel big things coming, and changing, and evolving, and dissolving.
I keep tieing my heart strings into knots.
into nots.

my first batch from my zenit.
how this summer feels.
how the grass whisps.

this instrument is successfully capturing how things have been for me.
and to think.
its only my first try with this camera.

once again, its been a little too long, apologies, travels.
I found a spot in my new apartment where I have the interwebs, so I should be doing this quite more frequently now.

summer is still brisk.
the air is heavier.
I used my zenit completely wrong at the beach, and am dissapointed with it.
but I have the shutter settings right now, I took a roll of hattie yesterday and am quite ecstatic to see how they turn out.

also, my friend lauren is renting a house to produce a film this month. this house has a considerable amount of vintage wallpaper.
photos, photos, photos.

soon.
my spirits been itchy.