Tuesday, 29 December 2009


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nature -------- humanity

Friday, 25 December 2009

Say hallelujah, say goodnight.

"I'm saying your name in the grocery store, I'm saying your name on the bridge at dawn.
Your name like an aminal covered with frost,
your name like music that's been transposed,
a suit of fur, a coat of mud, a kick in the pants, a lungfull of glass,
the sails in wind and the slap of waves on the hull of a boat that's sinking to the sound of mermaids singing love songs,
and the tug of a simple profound sadness when it sounds so far away."

Monday, 21 December 2009

Well the evening always ends like this.

Well if I could tame all of my desires wait out the weather that howls in my brain because it seems that it's always changing the winds indecision the sorrowful rain yeah I was a postcard i was a record i was a camera until I went blind and now I'm riding all over this island looking for something to open my eyes but I still sing glory from my high rise and I will say thanks if you're pouring my drinks while the world waits for an explosion that moment in time, when we'll be set free so don't stay mad just let some time pass and in the morning you'll wake feeling new and if I don't come back i mean if I get side tracked it's only cause I wanted to i'm keeping up with the moon on an all night avenue.

love it.

Sunday, 20 December 2009

and this is how i love you.

Jesus Christ, that's a pretty face
The kind you'd find on someone I could save
If they don't put me away
Well, it'll be a miracle.

Do you believe you're missing out
That everything good is happening somewhere else?
But with nobody in your bed
The night's hard to get through.

Thursday, 17 December 2009

The nights hard to get through.

Ever since I was young your word is the word that always won. Worry and wake the ones you love. A phone call I'd rather not receive. Please use my body while I sleep. My lungs are fresh and yours to keep, Kept clean and they will let you breathe. Is this the way a toy feels when its batteries run dry? I am the watch you always wear but you forget to wind. Nobody plans to be half a world away at times like these, so I sat alone and waited out the night. The best part of what has happened was the part I must have missed. So I'm asking you to shine it on and stick around. I'm not writing my goodbyes. I submit no excuse. If this is what I have to do I owe you every day I wake. If I could I would shrink myself, and sink through your skin to your blood cells and remove whatever makes you hurt, but I am too weak to be your cure.

We were lulled into believing;

Thursday, 3 December 2009

Thing to do:

1. finish buying christmas presents for everyone
2. decide which photos of my work to send to glasgow school of art
3. start the '12' project
4. develop contact prints from some of my positive slides
5. decide what on earth i will do if i don't get into any of my unis