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Can’t afford new stockings….
ps… do you like my breast enhancement?? heheheeeee! / Best viewed large! Featured in Imperfectly November 2009
Apparently I am unable to play the relationship game. Apparently I come across as too needy, too psycho – whatever. Apparently, loving someone and expressing that love in the form of care is not permissable in this day and age of casual and meaningless sex and relationships. To show someone you care by wanting to touch them, to look after them, to want them… is just really, really bad shit. Apparently… I lost someone I loved deeply over three years ago. I wanted to open my heart to new possibilities and new love. I know it will never be the same as the old – but nothing ever is, is it? I thought it would be simple – find someone with that connection, that chemistry and work on it. But apparently its not enough to be honest and simple. I give too much. I wear my heart on my sleeve for all the world to see. I am completely and totally guileless and trusting. And thus, people take advantage of me. Don’t get me wrong. / I don’t blame anyone for this – just myself. / I take full responsibility for being the way I am. But I don’t want to change me either. And if that means that I have to live the rest of my life being single, well thats ok by me. / I am who I am. / The good as well as the bad. / The happy as well as the sad. / Everything… I just am the way I am – no apologies, no explanations, no justifications, no nothing. And a world of thanks to the people who DO love me – all of me – not just the superficiality of a physical exterior but unconditionally the heart and soul of this woman I am… I thank Darren Hayes for this most poignant and perfect song… he says it the way I feel it… Unloveable – Darren Hayes
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self-portrait. / this didn’t turn out quite like i expexted, but that is how art is: unfixed and ever-changing. / jordan busson. 17 october 2009. you cannot know the fears i have / of grey walls in a room that shrinks slowly / to the breadth of a silent scream / a room with no windows / or doors / where beauty is as ash / collecting in forgotten corners / and youth no more than dust / on the bitter wind add elucidate on: /
Motorola V9 mobile phone camera / Photoshop CS4 / Group Features: ‘Moody, Dark, Evocative’ – October 2009 ‘The Woman Photographer’ – October 2009 ‘Art by Bubble Hosts’ – October 2009 ‘Imperfectly’ – November 2009
Featured in Imperfectly 11/23/09 / Featured in Inspired by Life 10/16/09 / Featured in Back in Black 10/12/09 I have coupled this image (a bit of a SP), with a poem I wrote around 2 years ago that started with writing out a dream I had about my father (and I wrote about it because I never dreamed, I only had nightmares back then)...It blossomed into a poem about my fears and nightmares of him and my ex. I have come a long way from the nightmares that plagued me, and yes I dream often these days. I don’t believe my own words here anymore…but at the time, these words poured from my soul. / . / . / . / I have dreamed. / Not for so long, but / last night I dreamed He told me he loves me. / Words spoken not before, / not to me, not from him. He told me / it’s not my fault, / any of it. / He is sorry. I walk baby steps. / In the big picture I try / to remain grounded, / for tomorrow, / whenever it may come, / I fall again, as always I do. They make sure / my victories dispense / before too many cloud my mind / and let me believe / life is my own. I am owned, / immortal, unbreakable, / yet I wait for the hands / to grab me, time and again, / and drag me to the familiar dark place / where death awaits / at the hands of the He’s who have / tattooed defeat on / my mangled soul.
According to a recent survey by Diva magazine, most men still don’t know where the clitoris is. / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / EXPLANATION: HUH?? Not exactly necessary, but I just wanted to point out for those who are horrified by anything sexual, that the foam on the model’s lips is toothpaste. In the manip it represents saliva. Many thanks to ysaedda-stock for the hands. Many thanks to voivodess-stock for the beautiful model. Many thanks to Ash Sivils for a texture.
‘There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart, is our temple; the philosophy is kindness.’ / - His Holiness the 14h Dalai Lama Textures taken with Motorola V9 mobile phone camera. Designed in Photoshop CS4.
In modern molecular biology, the human genome (also called g-nome) is the entirety of an organism’s hereditary information and is encoded in DNA. Model: My niece, Skye Image taken with Motorola V9 mobile phone camera and post-processed in Photoshop CS4.
My technical skills have increased a fair bit since I created the first image “Just a Hand” that I posted here on RB some time ago. I thought it might be interesting to see what I could make of the concept now, with the better equipment and skills that I (hopefully) have. The actual image of the hand here is a new shot, using a much better lens and more selective lighting. The textures though are the same ones I used before, though I have blended them differently to attempt to make use of more compositional techniques that I was not aware of when I made the original. There is a link to the original below – I would be most interested in anyone’s opinions re the relative value and interest of each version…
Grain Silo – Route 66 Featured in: / Texas – November 2009
I planted a flower for you / I fed it with hope / Watered it with dreams / Talked to it and listened as / It whispered back with your voice Now I lay the bleeding bloom / Next to a headstone / Among a thousand other graves / Of friendships damned 11/20/09
Route 66
Route 66
for joseph cornell. / how say you to my soul: flee as a bird to your mountain? / jordan busson. 18 november 2009. add elucidate on: /
shot with my phone….one of those “see, I have this top in different colours” calls….
SP / Canon SX1-IS / no flash / halogen downlight only light source / background edit in GIMP HELP! – John Farnham
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