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It's only Monday and I am already ready for the weekend...
{Canon ae1. 35mm film. Kodak iso 200}
March 15, 2010
FILM
It's only Monday and I am already ready for the weekend...
{Canon ae1. 35mm film. Kodak iso 200}
March 14, 2010
March 11, 2010
FOR SALE
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Thank you to Emma for purchasing an 18x24 print! I am so pleased with how it came out. I will be making more avaialable soon! So stay tuned.
P.S. If you'd like your own large format print email me @ colienrp@yahoo.com. Prices vary depending on the size and original print.
March 10, 2010
FILM
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Had we but world enough, and time,
This coyness, lady, were no crime.
We would sit down and think which way
To walk, and pass our long love's day;
Thou by the Indian Ganges' side
Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide
Of Humber would complain. I would
Love you ten years before the Flood;
And you should, if you please, refuse
Till the conversion of the Jews.
My vegetable love should grow
Vaster than empires, and more slow.
An hundred years should go to praise
Thine eyes, and on thy forehead gaze;
Two hundred to adore each breast,
But thirty thousand to the rest;
An age at least to every part,
And the last age should show your heart.
For, lady, you deserve this state,
Nor would I love at lower rate.
I love Andrew Marvell.
{Canon ae-1. 35mm film}
Had we but world enough, and time,
This coyness, lady, were no crime.
We would sit down and think which way
To walk, and pass our long love's day;
Thou by the Indian Ganges' side
Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide
Of Humber would complain. I would
Love you ten years before the Flood;
And you should, if you please, refuse
Till the conversion of the Jews.
My vegetable love should grow
Vaster than empires, and more slow.
An hundred years should go to praise
Thine eyes, and on thy forehead gaze;
Two hundred to adore each breast,
But thirty thousand to the rest;
An age at least to every part,
And the last age should show your heart.
For, lady, you deserve this state,
Nor would I love at lower rate.
I love Andrew Marvell.
{Canon ae-1. 35mm film}
March 9, 2010
FILM & CRAFT
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Right now, every single aspect of my life is running full steam ahead at an intensity that feels like a mini oven turned up to the highest power. Work, love, family, friends, art... it's all exploding together, twice as hard than I expected, into a messy milieu of life happenings. It's overwhelming but it's not surprising. I realize, it's just the way it goes.
Unfortunately, as a result my mind feels dried up like a little raisin in the sun. I haven't pressed a pen to paper or taken a photo in weeks. It's disturbing how quickly time can consume you, but never-the-less I'm fighting my way back to the place of consistent creativity. To help get me there I've been keeping an idea book, where I collage cut-outs of things that inspire me.
So thank you for still following along, despite the recent lack luster. I promise there is more to come.
Right now, every single aspect of my life is running full steam ahead at an intensity that feels like a mini oven turned up to the highest power. Work, love, family, friends, art... it's all exploding together, twice as hard than I expected, into a messy milieu of life happenings. It's overwhelming but it's not surprising. I realize, it's just the way it goes.
Unfortunately, as a result my mind feels dried up like a little raisin in the sun. I haven't pressed a pen to paper or taken a photo in weeks. It's disturbing how quickly time can consume you, but never-the-less I'm fighting my way back to the place of consistent creativity. To help get me there I've been keeping an idea book, where I collage cut-outs of things that inspire me.
So thank you for still following along, despite the recent lack luster. I promise there is more to come.
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