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Lipstick pipe dreams with strings attached.

future sight of one of my upcoming shoots! This house has a very interesting history! OMG

someone new...very true and happy in front of my camera, patient..too.
Word up to Mary Van Note

Images for the interview with the gibbous fashion house.....created for the first issue of SwankSpeak!
Our new zine from the voice of the House of Swankety Swank!
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A lonely night walk down Broadway in New York...became kind with the gift of seeing this portrait of Nadja Auerman, by the late Irving Penn, staring at "me" ....sweet!! Thank you Mr. Penn...you will always be inspiring to me.

Come see my show...its up till the 28th of October.
The closing costume vortex portrait mania starts at 5pm
until 9pm...the last Wednesday in October..
SEE YOU THERE.

My muted answers
My hopeful heart
Spills over with tears
Hollow and creative
Makes death seem ok
Quiet darkness simple with no smells
Shivering empty
Love blows in and out
Of the trees like wind
Words and wine
Never enough time
Ocean changing the sand
Drinking my love
Killing the dove
Flying failed dead beach
Spilled glasses broken bottles
Airline tickets
Leftover crickets
Chitter chatter
Dreams deferred
Reality- A tower
Eyes are blurry
Cold and flurry
Cuddle's end
Cuddle's end
Tears like a flood
Up and over
Red rover
Losing friends
Keeping secrets
A part of what purpose
To heal
To keep safe
Save face
I am so humbled
Yet clearly, I am
A woman moves
Indebited to me
She has said
I gladly gave my heart
To he who was dead.
He gave me groceries.
He confirmed the dread.
I found someone who found me
With love we sped.
My love is with them.
In awe with their own creation
Thousands of miles away
I remember that this is just life before death
Between tears I will fold and sew
Remembering my own breath
This mOrning I wake reminded
Finally out of coffee and that all
the calm ends.
The truth that bends
And always his smile
Confirming my ends.

tears stunned
for a moment
power eludes
me on the other side
at the curve in the road
reflecting on my focus
of each tear that has landed















RE-visiting the Environmental Awareness series...This piece is now hanging in my "room"...and is also framed and for Sale in Swankety Swank-a boutique of art, furniture, and gifts in San Francisco.
Visit www.swanketyswank.com to get all the details.

Mittal Steel puffs upwind to the neighbors of Tremont in Cleveland, Ohio





