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.
Labels:
art,
inspiration
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2 comments:
Reading sounds so nice right now. I'm definitely going to sink into a good book tonight. Lovely shots!
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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.
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