>>baseball caps + motojackets+ trousers + tank tops<<
HERMIONE DE PAULA
“SS13 JADES’ MAGICOPOLIS”
>>whimsical + solitary green + grayscale dreams + runaway pastime + trampled petals + warped white + natalia kills’ song wonderland + crossovers + mismatched thoughts + table flowers + intro to sofiamauro + handful of pollen + exposing internal cities + braided elbows + chanel No.5, a signature sense + uncertainties + ironies + passive reflections + sy/empathy +Â fields fenced off + morose tone + inconsolable state + fragile horizons + sterilized colors + blanks [to fill] +Â “take me up, take me up”Â <<
images that align themselves with the following poem…
Among the Narcissi
Spry, wry, and gray as these March sticks,
Percy bows, in his blue peajacket, among the narcissi.
He is recuperating from something on the lung.
The narcissi, too, are bowing to some big thing :
It rattles their stars on the green hill where Percy
Nurses the hardship of his stitches, and walks and walks.
There is a dignity to this; there is a formality-
The flowers vivid as bandages, and the man mending.
They bow and stand : they suffer such attacks!
And the octogenarian loves the little flocks.
He is quite blue; the terrible wind tries his breathing.
The narcissi look up like children, quickly and whitely.
- Sylvia Plath -
for those of you who are unfamiliar with the above poem it is about confronting lifeâ€™s challenges against all odds and unfavourable conditions.
the significance of the title lies in the irony that narcissi are symbolic of vanity, yet the poem centers on the physical/emotional condition of the man who is persistent to live life.His focus on life, suggests that the man is centered on himself. It appears that being among the narcissi, symbolic of life, invigorates him to continue…this idea is stressed in the following line…
There is a dignity to this; there is a formality-
Plath uses the caesura to emphasize this declaration that to struggle to live is ennobling. A life filled w/ obstacles, â€˜hardshipsâ€™ is a beautiful life, a life worth living. And this explains why Plath has juxtaposed both natural imagery connoting life and colour imagery connoting age and ill-health. She implies that it is this combination of the pos/ neg aspects of life that holds the balance, intensifies the tension w/i the poem, and makes the man, narcissi, and narr voice better appreciate their life. Thus this emphatic line stresses the theme of manâ€™s persistence to continue to live despite obstacles. It is this theme that supersedes the previous morose atmosphere, undermines the monotonous colours and impels the reader to focus on the manâ€™s determination to â€˜walk.â€™
Also the repetition â€˜There isâ€¦.there isâ€™ conveys the narrator as one who is in self-denial and needs conviction that â€˜there is dignityâ€¦â€™ â€“ humans, animals, plants, all living things are not only physically vulnerable to forces beyond their control, but are morally and mentally affected by it as well.
sources: girlwhimsey/ wolf + willow/ via weheartit: sebastian/ le fruit /things we like /imgfave/ senseless acts of beauty / match.box.muse / tumblr photography xox / between eyes. /Â sugarsnap / never do what youre told/ cosmic/ lets go back to a never ending story/ all my stars aligned/ a body of thought/ neuroadventure/ cristina diaz / sweetmeg/ lara/Â Oscar Falk Â» ELLE : LUNDLUND
>>photos taken by mara ticzon, me<<
so last sunday…
manila > abu dhabi > jfk airport, ny > blue van > my aunt’s place
the plane ride (etihad airlines) was FUN. i got a surprise, collated a whole new playlist, ate plane food which is DAH BEST, watched ‘alice in wonderland’ again in between taking care of this sweet little abu dhabi-an kid next to me. unbelievably, i fell asleep at the landing point. anyhow, i made it through the airport + eventually made it to my tita’s (that’s aunt in tagalog) apartment, the first face that greeted me was my sister’s – Toni â™¥ (Hah! i was so relieved i actually got the right building + apartment.) after we hugged + lost mouth-and-ear coordination telling each other this was ‘Too Surreal,’ (i hadn’t seen her in 2 years – i hear the workload at risd is Intense) we called home base to let them know i was OK. it was an Epic night, Toe took me to this 24/7 diner, we ordered, + had several convos about all the details regarding the philippines, home, extended peeps, risd, ny, webster hall + certain Awesome people…each convo burning down to ‘I can’t believe’s‘ + ‘this is so surreal’s‘ to the point of toni losing her voice..we left around 1.30 am + slept at 2.30 am…and i woke up to another Â ‘this is so surreal.’
Â»ethereal sheers + tangles + streamlined coat + vintage frills + urban rags + tatters + smoothly-contoured corsets + barefoot bliss Â«
I was going to post this on Saturday cause itâ€™s got that really lethargic feel and effect on me. Â Then I realized I was gonna be in laguna, and internet is close to nonexistent there. Â But hats off to alessandra ambrosio, photographer will davidson, and russh magazine aug 2010! To view the video click here, here, + here!
+ Itâ€™s my first text-lite post, easy on the after-Friday-night liver mentality. Titled ‘Music by Land,’ the’ spread opens with this chilling sentence: Â â€˜Sometimes when you least expect it, all you were hiding comes undone.â€™ HowÂ Appropriate. I think the last shot portrays that bipolarity beautifully.