stume.

And now I know how Joan of Arc felt
Now I know how Joan of Arc felt, oh
As the flames rose to a roman nose
And her walkman started to melt

Master of Suspense

Allison Scarpulla

someone hacked into my brother's email account.

they sent my mum an email with the subject line something like,

"help mom, please hurry!!!!"

the email read something like,

"i'm in cambodia, don't ask me how i got here

but

i need $3,000 wired to me as soon as you can.

it's very serious and i may die."

she believed every word of it until she called my brother

who answered his phone in his flat in london.

she is still very shaken.

Sorry.

this list isn't like the old one

God is still under the porch, where the dog died.

slick rick.

No Rent Here.

spooks.

pus-eye

Woahh, good thing.

Annie's Box

Modern Nostalgia

Tanning playing chess with husband Ernst.

Beatles Feet

Modern Nostalgia

bang bang

I was singing this to myself while walking home late last night

and the boy who passed me walking the opposite way

picked up where i left off.

kind of a sweet moment..

Body-Altering photos via neon.tambourine.

Body becoming form becoming surface

becoming furniture becoming shape

becoming hay becoming couch. stop it.,now

SO OBSESSED. How does she do it?!

new fave.

missu

Much

So much to do.

Movement

Looking at movement in terms of stop-motion...

Restless from bird bone on Vimeo.

via friend Courtney Bird Ziegler

bisous.

XOXO LO

ZA ZA ZA

Sit on my lap.

Spiney

Cats Meow

You MUST be a witch

anything

something.

those things (sunrise)

I had a dream that you had said something,

but then again, it might not have been a dream.

i remember an exchange before you left, but it seems to have slipped into...

i don't know, i was half awake. i don't know if i was asleep or not. did i lucidly dream this something,

or did the something slip into a lucid dream thereafter? did i dream it or did you really say the something to me before you left?

i fell back to sleep after and pressed the snooze button at least four times, dreaming variants of the somethings in between.

who know's how long it had been since you'd left after (theoretically) saying the something. there are

some things that i'll never know.

Lists

Lists are nice, sometimes: via

the list continues. but i'd rather not post it all. find it here.

boys noise

white hot glistening shadowy flows

better catch me soon 'cos i'm movin' so fast.

jus' joined cargo collective. wahooo.

see here........> DREAMT ON

Princess

I LOVE YOU ISSUE NO.5 out in october from christiane boerdner on Vimeo.

Video: Thalia de Jong

The Princess Issue

Jade Prinzess from christiane boerdner on Vimeo.

I Love You

\

Samuel Hodge for I Love You magazine in Germany.

John Lennon Love

Happy bday JLennon xxo

dancing in my head, with myself.

greyb ;)

ZING

this one's my favorite. it's hangin' above my bed.

tea cup

n

day

Dirty old river, must you keep rolling
Flowing into the night
People so busy, make me feel dizzy
Taxi light shines so bright

But I don't feel afraid
As long as I gaze at
Waterloo sunset
I am in Paradise

sweet, good apples

In my dream last night several things happened:

I was in love with a Swedish Prince

who wanted to draw on me.

Yes, kind of sounds amazing (?!?)

Secondly, In a failed attempt to get to the

6th floor of my hotel

(because I was staying at a hotel in Sweden),

the elevator stopped, hung mid-air, and surrendered

to gravity's pull. Down Down Down. The elevator

and I fell down for what seemed

like years through the elevator shaft.

We landed hard, I thought I was going to die

and as it hit the ground level,

I was spit out into the hotel lobby again.

No one in the lobby saw it or believed my elevator fall had ever happened.

Thirdly, there was some type of alien apple picking.

We had to pick apples in an orchard

but some were poisonous and it was very difficult to tell which were the

sweet, good apples.

The last thing I remember is having to say goodbye to my

Swedish Prince before I woke up.

At least I didn't wake up to a cliff hanger? A sad ending to a R.E.M. cycle love story.

AND because I find this song applicable to everything,

and I'm a little obsessed with the lyrics,

I present you my Prince charming Bobby Darin: :x

Dogtooth. (Kynodontas)

wanna find this one too.

Three teenagers are confined to an isolated country estate that could very well be on another planet... (2009)

surrender dorothy.

p e t s b u d

*clickety*

Laymans,

Mayor Gloomberg

And one might guess that these would be,

A gloomy lot indeed.