Monday, 25 May 2009

Alasdair McLellan - Photographer Sigrid Agren - Model

...wrapped around in blankets...ling on my old bed....upstairs in the attic. I opened the window, so I could hear the melody. Listening to acoustic music at the same time. Looking up at the sky....through the tiniest window....smelling the silence...looking at clouds....which disappeared about 3 hours ago.....decided to turn my phone off....turn msn and skype off....not go on facebook, myspace, nasza-klsa....decided to stay in between these clouds and blankets dark corners....up in the attic....where no soul dares to think of...... little quiet nest....
my place...

PS:Give me your hand
The dog in the garden row is covered in mud
And dragging your mother’s clothes
Cinder and smoke
The snake in the basement
Found the juniper shade
The farmhouse is burning down

Give me your hand
And take what you will tonight, I'll give it as fast
And high as the flame will rise
Cinder and smoke
Some whispers around the trees
The juniper bends
As if you were listening

Give me your hand
Your mother is drunk as all the firemen shake A photo from father’s arms
Cinder and smoke
You’ll ask me to pray for rain
With ash in your mouth
You’ll ask it to burn again

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These images do not belong to me....well some do...but I will point out which yeah I have no rights to these photographs.
This is just ermmm...inspiration....for me...stuff that don't fit on my poor wrecked laptop...and my fucked up head...and huge, old skechbook..and hmmm...if you wanna look through my stuff go ahead...this is what blogs are for, right?...


Stay away stay away SHE's a heel of a devil SHE will make you sway.