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twiggs

By mara elisa nocon ticzon 08.16.11

>>tilting flowers + crumpled bike chains + pink baskets + flat tires + pockmarked urban walls + grainy backgrounds + rooftops + tin + bleached pink + music by angus and julia stone + white washed skyscapes + thoughts about the mid-1950′s + classic punchbuggies + olive green + waiting chairs + a table + bleached peach + page of blue & a red speck + stacks of things that filled spaces + blanks + tints + hues + ahhsss <<

all the above photography is by twiggs photography.

i feel like their photos serve the sole purpose of lulling the viewers into a limbo.

also, listen to ‘paper aeroplanes’ + ‘just a boy’ + ‘mango tree’ by angus & julia stone

ps. the bike is still a winner.

xxx

(source: society6.com/artist/twiggsphotography)

fall hard

By mara elisa nocon ticzon 09.06.10

Anthony Vaccarello

>>anthony vaccarello<<

so i’ve been obsessed with the song ‘black and gold’ by sam sparro, then my sister sent me this other link before i could dump the mr sparro song into my overplayed list. the song is called breathless, here are the first 2 lyrics:

I’m hunting shadows in the dark
And steaming jungles of the world,
Either to kill or to be killed,
By creatures never named or heard,

I’m lifting wishes to the stars,
The gleaming satellites of time,
Orbiting circles overhead
To futures when your love is mine,

listen to breathless by dan wilson.

it is just as consuming as anthony vaccarello‘s designs. you can thank me later â™¥

xxx

ny

By mara elisa nocon ticzon 09.04.10

>>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.’

xxx