tout ce qu'il faut est la chaleur.

The windows
woke us.
And
keep me
inside.

bric-à-brac.

A collection
nobody knows about
[like the tree
in the woods].

vous aimez beethoven?

Should have used the ticket.

les plus étranges.

It has
something to do with
that dream.

comme des petits enfants.

I bruise
strangely
and easily.
But it doesn't
hurt.
And it often takes me
days to notice.

c'était vraiment bon: 2.

Somebody good
gave me a new eyeball
unexpectedly
and I wasn't prepared.

c'était vraiment bon: 1.

I didn't know it was a present.
I just thought it was a white box.

sans raison.

It miraculously had
all the pieces.

ma mère et ma sœur.

A small family of paper cranes
has been living on my desk.

pour la femme à amsterdam.

Now i live in this place:
it took my whole life to get here,
to get to this strange cabin.

richard brautigan.

à partir il ya longtemps.

I found a [4 yr. old] roll of film.
It only contained photographs
of things and places and people
that I don't know anymore, e.g.,

a place I used to live,
a cookie jar that broke,
a friend that passed away,
friends that moved away,
an old friend and lover.

une autre dans le miroir cercle.

The same week that I received
the cookie jar film,
I took these.
I needed to use up a new roll.
And though I keep taking the same photograph
of myself in the circle mirror.
I keep wanting to.
So I did.
Just before I left.

That afternoon, I lost the hat I loved-
the one from far away.
But now I have a photograph of it
for the book of lost and broken things
that I have decided to someday make.

la machine à écrire underwood.

The roots go deep below ground
I like to walk with you in the evening
Up the hill and back down
I watch the mailboat from the clearing

My mind is so confused, I climb back on top of you
And I'm changing the ribbons in this old underwood
Step put of your dress and I'll wear you like a hood
For a hood is a home
for someone who lives alone

I draw a line from A to B and what happens in between
It is an open mystery as far as I can see

My mind is so confused, I climb back on top of you
And I'm changing the ribbons in this old underwood
Step put of your dress and I'll wear you like a hood
For a hood is a home

fionn regan.

jour de neige.

je suis pleine de vin.

"so that's it. the initial excitement has already worn off a bit. but it was good while it lasted. i think it has just been awhile since i shot for myself. and i am getting pretty excited about doing a personal self-portrait project. documenting how i am feeling, where i am at. maybe if i build it up long enough i will see the changes, see the progression. i think it's pretty reflective of my whole state of mind right now. that is, just trying to figure myself/it all out." 1.24 tjl to swj.

hannah read: 2.

hannah read.

hannah read: 1.

hannah read.