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here i am

2011-11-28T00:06:00.000-08:00

here i am
one of those sleepless nights
where your mind keeps wandering through and through
sometimes nonsense
and sometimes through deep reflection
i just had a revelation tonight
spoken through the word
and here i am
wondering about something else
but mostly about the intimacy and closeness
of relationship.
its one of those things-
like having a garden or owning a pet
if there's no care or love or attention,
it will surely die.

lately, i've become an expert at reviving orchids.
i own about 5 at the moment. 1 that i resuscitated back to life and is budding new flowers, 2 that are dead and are being tended to, and 2 that are still in full bloom.
they are all sort of rotating in seasons and i've been watching them day after day, talking to my plants and giving them attention.

and with these relationships, i think, i see, and i feel the same way...
i'm watching some die
and don't feel i have to be investing myself as much anymore
is this what life is
people just getting too busy to tend to things that once mattered?
or does new relationships replace old ones
and old relationships are just thought of as being season-less, or 'in bloom'
whether you are there or not-
because memories really do last a lifetime?
or is it just me that is unsure that what we had may be no more

here i am
where are you

ten shekels and a shirt by paris reidhead

2011-09-25T21:28:00.000-07:00

Two young Moravians heard of an island in the West Indies where an atheist British owner had 2000 to 3000 slaves. And the owner had said, "No preacher, no clergyman, will ever stay on this island. If he’s shipwrecked we’ll keep him in a separate house until he has to leave; but he’s never going to talk to any of us about God. I’m through with all that nonsense." Three thousand slaves from the jungles of Africa brought to an island in the Atlantic and there to live and die without hearing of Christ.

Two young Moravians heard about it. They sold themselves to the British planter and used the money they received from their sale, for he paid no more than he would for any slave, to pay their passage out to his island for he wouldn’t even transport them. As the ship left its pier in the river at Hamburg and was going out into the North Sea, carried with the tide, the Moravians had come from Herrenhut to see these two lads off, in their early twenties. Never to return again, for this wasn’t a four year term; they sold themselves into life-time slavery. Simply that as slaves, they could be Christians where these others were. The families were there weeping, for they knew they would never see them again. And they wondered why they were going and questioned the wisdom of it. As the gap widened and the housings had been cast off and were being curled up there on the pier, and the young boys saw the widening gap, one lad with his arm linked through the arm of his fellow, raised his hand and shouted across the gap the last words that were heard from them, they were these: "MAY THE LAMB THAT WAS SLAIN, RECEIVE THE REWARD OF HIS SUFFERING!" This became the call of Moravian missions. And this is the only reason for being, That the Lamb that was slain, may receive the reward of His suffering.

Wheeling, West Virginia

2011-08-10T19:07:00.000-07:00

monkeyknifefight

2011-07-28T14:31:00.000-07:00

good ol days

2011-07-21T18:24:00.001-07:00

2011-07-15T16:59:00.000-07:00

pretty phillip lim

2011-07-08T10:26:00.000-07:00

2011-07-07T10:04:00.001-07:00

nervousness (or) excitement

2011-07-06T10:55:00.000-07:00

joseph scissorhands

oh my, love.

2011-07-06T10:47:00.000-07:00

http://www.julierofmanjewelry.com/

proverbs 4:18-19

2011-07-04T10:31:00.000-07:00

The path of the righteous is like the morning sun,
shining ever brighter till the full light of day.
But the way of the wicked is like deep darkness;
they do not know what makes them stumble.

mexico

2011-06-28T17:01:00.000-07:00

my next wedding project...

2011-06-21T23:14:00.000-07:00

2011-06-21T23:03:00.000-07:00

so what can i say?

what can i do?

but offer this heart O God

completely to you

thousand yous

2011-06-20T17:50:00.000-07:00

top row middle.

2011-06-17T00:51:00.000-07:00

good to know.

2011-06-17T00:49:00.001-07:00

2011-06-10T01:09:00.001-07:00

http://goo.gl/doodle/4aM9X

2011-06-09T22:24:00.001-07:00

where can i call home?

2011-06-02T21:56:00.001-07:00

2011-06-02T21:55:00.000-07:00

men

2011-05-13T11:38:00.000-07:00

2011-05-05T16:50:00.001-07:00

i'm sleepy...

2011-05-04T10:09:00.000-07:00

2011-04-27T21:19:00.000-07:00

sleeping at last.

2011-04-26T15:05:00.001-07:00

It always starts like this,
A harmless and simple thing to fix.
Contagious and spreading quick...
Like cracks in ice,
Wholly claiming our lives
While we sleep.

We'll pray for Heaven's floor to break,
Pour the brightest white on blackest space,
Come bleeding gloriously through
The clouds and the blue.
Forcing on place from two,
Filling formulaic views,
Only love proves to be the truth.

When heaven meets the earth,
We will have no use for numbers
To measure who we are and what we're worth.

When Heaven meets the earth,
We will have no need for mirrors
To tell us who to be
And where we fit into this awkward point of view.

When angels meet the earth, may our bodies be light.
When angels meet the earth, may our heavy hearts untie.
When angels meet the earth, may our bodies be light.
May our bodies be light for you.

2011-04-25T15:48:00.000-07:00

2011-04-25T15:18:00.000-07:00

via jeanne.
http://jeanneheo.tumblr.com/

i wanna teepee

2011-04-25T13:09:00.001-07:00

under

2011-04-25T12:54:00.001-07:00

Under from chelsea jade on Vimeo.

sartorialistees

2011-04-25T12:04:00.001-07:00

good friday.

2011-04-22T10:13:00.001-07:00

We all, like sheep, have gone astray,
each of us has turned to our own way;
and the LORD has laid on him
the iniquity of us all.

He was oppressed and afflicted,
yet he did not open his mouth;
he was led like a lamb to the slaughter,
and as a sheep before its shearers is silent,
so he did not open his mouth.
By oppression and judgment he was taken away.
Yet who of his generation protested?
For he was cut off from the land of the living;
for the transgression of my people he was punished.
He was assigned a grave with the wicked,
and with the rich in his death,
though he had done no violence,
nor was any deceit in his mouth.

Yet it was the LORD’s will to crush him and cause him to suffer,
and though the LORD makes his life an offering for sin,
he will see his offspring and prolong his days,
and the will of the LORD will prosper in his hand.
After he has suffered,
he will see the light of life and be satisfied;
by his knowledge my righteous servant will justify many,
and he will bear their iniquities.
Therefore I will give him a portion among the great
and he will divide the spoils with the strong,
because he poured out his life unto death,
and was numbered with the transgressors.
For he bore the sin of many,
and made intercession for the transgressors.

isaiah 53:6-12

banquet

2011-04-21T13:27:00.001-07:00

2011-04-19T23:17:00.001-07:00

my birdcage!

2011-04-19T23:11:00.001-07:00

2011-04-19T23:07:00.001-07:00

a bebes room

2011-04-12T23:14:00.000-07:00

before i die

2011-04-07T10:46:00.000-07:00

http://candychang.com/before-i-die-in-nola/

2011-04-05T16:03:00.001-07:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YQ1LI-NTa2s&feature=player_embedded

simple life

2011-04-05T15:38:00.000-07:00

http://vanillascented.freshnet.se/2011/03/29/in-my-bag/

spring outfit

2011-04-05T10:55:00.000-07:00

read

2011-04-05T10:40:00.001-07:00

http://freedomandfashion.com/blog/

2011-03-17T21:38:00.001-07:00

how i spend sunday mornings

2011-03-15T21:09:00.000-07:00

susie bubble

2011-03-15T21:08:00.000-07:00

dreamland

2011-03-10T09:07:00.000-08:00

destination: ancient prague

2011-03-05T22:35:00.001-08:00

pretty

2011-03-03T11:29:00.000-08:00

ask me

2011-02-28T22:34:00.001-08:00

maybe maybe not

do you like hiking?

2011-02-28T16:25:00.000-08:00

come away with me

song of the day

2011-02-26T22:00:00.001-08:00

the wall

2011-02-26T21:55:00.000-08:00

2011-02-26T21:44:00.001-08:00

real eyes
realize
real lies

little store

2011-02-26T21:42:00.001-08:00

2011-02-22T21:49:00.001-08:00

why
am i so scared

diamond rocks

2011-02-16T11:07:00.000-08:00

que sara sara

2011-02-15T22:24:00.001-08:00

2011-02-09T15:58:00.001-08:00

perfect bathroom.

2011-02-09T12:23:00.000-08:00

really love this magazine page

2011-02-09T12:18:00.000-08:00

elizabeth peyton

2011-02-03T10:42:00.000-08:00

2011-02-01T15:22:00.000-08:00

sovereign
you are still sovereign
even when confusion has blinded my eyes

2011-02-01T11:20:00.001-08:00

string gardens

2011-01-27T14:56:00.000-08:00

stringgardens.com

frieda & nellie

2011-01-27T13:30:00.000-08:00

friendship to a whole new level.

http://www.friedaandnellie.com/

2011-01-27T10:40:00.001-08:00

mood captured by colour

2011-01-26T16:45:00.000-08:00

jan yoors

2011-01-10T22:21:00.000-08:00

yoor body is a wonderland

(don't) let go

2011-01-04T19:19:00.000-08:00

2011-01-03T17:23:00.000-08:00

We all, like sheep, have gone astray,
each of us has turned to our own way;
and the LORD has laid on him the iniquity of us all.
isaiah 53:6

am i the only one that likes these

2011-01-03T17:09:00.000-08:00

etsy: mae

tea towels

2011-01-03T16:57:00.000-08:00

by:charlotte farmer

never too late

2011-01-03T16:38:00.000-08:00

ahh so cute!
justin hackworth

perspectif

2011-01-01T11:17:00.000-08:00

greatest handicap: fear
best day: today
easiest thing to do: find fault
most useless asset: pride
greatest mistake: giving up
greatest stumbling block: egotism
greatest comfort: work well done
most disagreeable person: complainer
worst bankruptcy: loss of enthusiasm
greatest need: common sense
meanest feeling: regret at another's success
best gift: forgiveness
greatest moment: death
greatest knowledge: God
greatest thing in the world: LOVE

thank you

2010-12-20T23:28:00.000-08:00

the best mobile ever from down under.

its official. prince charming is getting married.

2010-12-15T18:01:00.000-08:00

designers sketch their suggestions for the new princess of England: Kate Middleton

more here:WWD.com

2010-12-15T10:52:00.001-08:00

2010-12-15T10:48:00.001-08:00

what can you build

2010-12-10T13:50:00.000-08:00

ta dahh

2010-12-10T11:04:00.000-08:00

cute.

2010-12-02T14:13:00.000-08:00

pigeon toe ceramics

dear jamie,

2010-11-30T19:29:00.000-08:00

i love you

liat yaniv the paper worker

2010-11-24T10:36:00.000-08:00

www.liatyaniv.com

reuben and isabel toledo 1984

2010-11-23T10:46:00.000-08:00

2010-11-22T20:49:00.000-08:00

my hands are small i know

but they're not yours

they are my own

and i am never broken

2010-11-18T22:44:00.000-08:00

vintage.

2010-11-17T10:18:00.000-08:00

2010-11-11T17:44:00.001-08:00

bye bye long hair

little black mermaid

2010-11-09T23:51:00.000-08:00

my love

2010-11-09T21:44:00.000-08:00

stella im hultberg.

still amazing.

let's play

2010-11-02T18:45:00.001-07:00

while you were sleeping

2010-11-01T21:05:00.001-07:00

i dreamed.

sasha pivovarova november vogue italia

2010-11-01T20:24:00.000-07:00

who are you, you're perfect.

2010-10-27T18:42:00.001-07:00

apolisglobal.com

amazing.

2010-10-27T13:35:00.000-07:00

About The Work

For the past ten years I’ve made most of my work by stapling found textiles—often bedspreads and carpets—to the walls using thousands of metal staples. Parts of the fabric and the staples are then removed and sometimes reapplied, leaving a residue of shredded fabric and perforated wall surface in some areas, and densely stapled and built-up areas elsewhere. In these “sculptural drawings” staples act as mark and material, penetrating, distressing, and ornamenting the skin of the wall. The progressively dematerialized image, articulated by metal staples and fabric residue, seems to be simultaneously emerging from and disappearing into the wall. Staples mimic the patterns and weave of the fabric, and a kind of binary language emerges—staple being analogous to stitch.

As an act of making, the work takes place within the larger continuum of human technology. It is process-based in the sense that it is a product of action and reaction—an act that generates form that generates another act, and so on. New form emerges from the remains of old. Large bedspreads reference the monolithic rectangles of abstract painting as well as bed and body, and I find myself riffing off of artists like Frank Stella, Sol Lewitt, and Mark Rothko. A series of pieces made with Persian-type carpets speaks to my frustration with current geopolitical crisis as well as to issues of value and display, collection and loss. I’ve become extremely interested in the history of labor, capital, industrialization and technology, as characterized by development and change in the textile industry.

My materials, often cheap, tacky, or discarded household items and fabric, challenge conventions of taste and beauty and draw attention to how art and design migrate throughout culture, from high to low and back again, reinterpreted by industry to meet the needs of different markets and trends. My work negotiates a thin line between attraction and repulsion, pain and pleasure, vulgar and sublime. I am fascinated by the way form is generated by growth and decay, construction and destruction. My work has a relationship to Modernism which is both reverent and irreverent. This is the language I grew up with, but have never felt ownership of. To the extent that I operate from a position of alienation, my relationship to both high and low culture remains vicarious.

Site-specific projects are a large part of my practice. Each site has its challenges: formal, conceptual, and practical. Curiosity and desire confront the demands of the physical and institutional world—space, time, and resources. For me this relationship is crucial to the realization of a project. Recently I’ve become interested in altering the spaces in which I work as well as their surfaces. I’ve been designing and building new walls on which to mount my panels. In these works there is no one privileged view; one’s vantage point shifts as the piece is traversed.

more:elanaherzog

2010-10-25T15:29:00.001-07:00

you become who you love.
who do you love?

only you

2010-10-23T01:52:00.000-07:00

Take my fret, take my fear
All I have, I’m leaving here
Be all my hopes, be all my dreams
Be all my delights, be my everything
And It’s just you and me here now
Only you and me here now
You should see the view
When it’s only You

david crowder

jovita

2010-10-22T12:31:00.000-07:00

2010-10-22T10:50:00.001-07:00

giving slums a human face

2010-10-21T16:19:00.000-07:00

TED prize winner J R aka "photograffeur"
nytimes