why untitled, unwritten?

I once labeled everything before it was written, until I found it kept too many words away. Now I am leaving the unwritten untitled, until it grows into a name.

Thursday, April 26, 2012

No. 19

Sometimes, all I want to do is dream about faraway and/or imaginary places.

These photos by Roberto Rubalcava (which I think I found via Ill Seen, Ill Said, but I can only seem to find it on Miss Moss now) are of real places, but feel a little bit imaginary.

The last three days have been crazy, but today is quiet and has given me time to get things done.  Now I'm off to read so I can visit those imaginary places for a little while.

All images by (and property of) Roberto Rubalcava.


Cassie said...

Reading sounds so nice right now. I'm definitely going to sink into a good book tonight. Lovely shots!


Sam | ashore said...

as a person who usually takes bright and airy photos I think these are so inspiring. I love the moody-ness of them.

p.s. saw your guest post on English Muse! Way to go Katie.