The Room Where The Women Come and Go

New song

Tue, 28 May 2013 23:00:38 -0400

New song

novemberwrists: (by Joanna Pallaris)

Sat, 25 May 2013 15:40:31 -0400

novemberwrists:

(by Joanna Pallaris)

Photo

Sat, 25 May 2013 15:39:53 -0400

Ivan Aivazovsky, Waves (detail), 1849

Sat, 25 May 2013 15:22:04 -0400

Ivan Aivazovsky, Waves (detail), 1849

free-parking: Youssef Nabil, Self portrait with Botticelli,...

Sat, 25 May 2013 15:21:15 -0400

free-parking:

Youssef Nabil, Self portrait with Botticelli, 2009

dreamdeath: Aloïs Godinat

Sat, 25 May 2013 15:19:15 -0400

dreamdeath:

Aloïs Godinat

Whenever I make attempts to write anything- be it a song,...

Fri, 24 May 2013 19:32:55 -0400

Whenever I make attempts to write anything- be it a song, poetry, prose, scripts, I often enough cut these creative ventures short. It only takes a quick listen to a great song, or a darkened sit down of a classic film for me to realize my inexperience and the dreaded mediocrity that comes with it. As a consequence of this self deprecation of mine, any potentially great ideas, insight, or emotions sizzle away…

Recently though I found a great quote by an unknown source that’s been helping me out a lot in my inspirations. It reads,”The worst thing you write is better than the best thing you didn’t write”, and I feel that couldn’t ring more true, and offers a really great perspective. I’m now trying to adopt that mentality, and in that a more consistent writing habit. Only through persistence can people improve.

So here is a little song that I persisted through and completed. By no means it is great. I don’t really know how to play the Ukulele, nor do I know how to write music properly.

It’s a bit of mess, but I hope you’ll enjoy it either way xo

We grew up together In neighbouring houses in a small town near the train tracks … You used...

Mon, 11 Mar 2013 01:39:00 -0400

We grew up together

In neighbouring houses

in a small town

near the train tracks

…

You used to wait

by your window

for me

to pass by

…

I once wrote you

a love letter

and dropped it off

with your mail

…

Cat and mouse

we never did feel for each other

at the same time

it seemed

…

What a shame it was

You had to die.

What more of a shame it was

You had to die

On the train tracks

disorienteddreams: La Villa Santo-Sospir (Jean Cocteau, 1952)

Wed, 13 Feb 2013 12:40:50 -0500

disorienteddreams:

La Villa Santo-Sospir (Jean Cocteau, 1952)

1000scientists: L’onda, 2010 Chiara Fersini

Wed, 13 Feb 2013 10:38:56 -0500

1000scientists:

L’onda, 2010
Chiara Fersini

"All cruel people describe themselves as paragons of frankness"

Wed, 13 Feb 2013 10:37:57 -0500

“All cruel people describe themselves as paragons of frankness”

- Tennessee Williams (via snakecharmer)

tessar lo

Wed, 13 Feb 2013 10:37:46 -0500

tessar lo

modelspersonal: Yuri Pleskun <3

Wed, 13 Feb 2013 10:37:18 -0500

modelspersonal:

Yuri Pleskun

temperatures: Chance Meeting by Duane Michals

Sun, 03 Feb 2013 14:04:53 -0500

temperatures:

Chance Meeting by Duane Michals

"Life has improved immeasurably since I have been forced to stop taking it seriously"

Sun, 03 Feb 2013 14:04:14 -0500

“Life has improved immeasurably since I have been forced to stop taking it seriously”

- Hunter S. Thompson

Letter from La Paz, Bolivia, August 18, 1962

(via billowy)

frenchtwist: via mudwerks: young love at sea - 1918 (by...

Fri, 04 Jan 2013 12:30:43 -0500

frenchtwist:

via mudwerks:

young love at sea - 1918 (by unexpectedtales)

"Le poème est la sculpture du silence"

Fri, 04 Jan 2013 12:26:53 -0500

“Le poème
est la sculpture
du silence”

- Eugène Guillevic (via ingeniosa)

What are you doing new years eve?

Sat, 29 Dec 2012 23:48:00 -0500

What are you doing new years eve?

some-velvet-morning: aseaofquotes: David Wojnarowicz,...

Fri, 28 Dec 2012 13:38:24 -0500

some-velvet-morning:

aseaofquotes:

David Wojnarowicz, “Spiral”

to read

Photo

Tue, 04 Dec 2012 07:47:28 -0500