Then, Baby, Hold Me Like a Sunrise

Little Ones

Un-ripped children. All together with all limbs.

I Feel Like an Artist

You wouldn't let me sleep my dear. But that is ok, I had been up late at a party anyways. While you boxed your friends in the back yard, I was avoiding alcohol and the pot being passed around. But the music was what let me jam. Hard core moshing in the basement, a kid even let me punch him because he elbowed me in the face, no pain though. Just the wonderful thrill of throwing my body around to the non-beat music that seems to be popular today.
Wow, I was almost crying. I really had fallen in love with you. It's crazy how someone who didn't believe in it in the first place had fallen for it. It pains me to say that I really do love you; but it's true.
I am the eternal optimist. But didn't believe in nonsense. You go straight through me.
If only we were married.
And wanted to have children.
God this is right. How can I tell you what I need you to know. I have always loved everything, but now I see you with your bedroom eyes and the stillness resting in my heart, like saying anything and waking up at 3 in the afternoon to do a photo shoot was what it was worth all my life. And he said hanky panky no?

But maybe this falling in love business will not be so bad after having both tried it before. I can't believe how old I am. Should be much more than I am but never imagined I would make it past 16.

First In Studio Shoot

With Toasty. Beautiful little girl who cut her hair off too.
Photo Credit of the two girls: Mr. Knight & thanks to him for studio use too. The man I've been apprenticing this year. Thank you!

When an Airplane Flew me to Sleep with Toasty then realizing an old man in a wheelchair is a good man to be Friends with.

the little girl ran down the steps, she had found a bird's nest with four perfectly oval eggs in it; she showed it to her mother and the mother said- you killed the little baby birds. then the girl ran away crying.
Moral- don't show things you love to your mothers.

But everyone will tell you else wise.

Don't be sad. He makes me sad. Than run away with me.

Then I started hanging out with people.
Doing crazy things, swimming in lakes that people died in. All unknown for it seemed like good fun.



The stove on the East wall.




The floor was stern with yellow foam, the whole place seemed to have amazing light.



The first time I was here, I immediately realized how beautiful this place was; the dead animal skeletons, the sign of a fire, feeling as if this palace of a place hadn't bee inhibited in a hundred years. And perhaps my initial feelings were correct. Maybe there was a reason for this place still not being in use. To me it just seemed the remote location and of how many vacant one room school houses are left empty. But the second time I came back it may have been more evident that there was a reason for the abandonment.

The first time I made my way up the stairs onto the second floor story I remember a fairly large sized room with beautiful natural lighting coming in through the east window with only a rocking chair that left the sunlight dazzle it with dust. But the second time I came up there was a rocking chair, not in the same room, but in the room I had seen it in there were no East facing windows. Only a big stove sat where I though there was a window with the sunlight coming in through the opposing window, West.

At first that didn't bother me.

In the fire of Night

Angles Flight.

Into the Deep

When from out the woods I came,
I saw you walking alone in the world
and I couldn't even ask your name.
So dumbfounded by the twee of you elegance.
But later you said if you were twee I was the mother of.
But only this I found out, from the man in the wheelchair.
He has the dreams to ride his motorcycle all the way to California.