Thursday, February 23, 2012

Fifty-Four

Day 54: A Greek Frieze.
Song: Transatlanticism // By: Death Cab for Cutie


"I was standing on the surface of a perforated sphere
When the water filled every hole.
And thousands upon thousands made an ocean,
Making islands where no island should go. 

The distance is quite simply much too far for me to row.
It seems farther than ever before.

I need you so much closer."


Madame X. A frog and a monkey. "This is the place where beauty becomes most personal to us." Hoop skirts, boxcar children, and the starfish. 

To see some images of Chayah's resume shoot from today, visit Anamnesis (blog). 

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