Saturday, 29 May 2010

Every now and then, i'm praying for time,

The sea's only gifts are harsh blows and, occasionally, the chance to feel strong. Now, I don't know much about the sea, but I do know that that's the way it is here. And I also know how important it is in life not necessarily to be strong but to feel strong, to measure yourself at least once, to find yourself at least once in the most ancient of human conditions, facing blind, deaf stone alone, with nothing to help you but your own hands and your own head..

Turkey last year. Time, Time slips away soo easily and i wish it would just stop sometimes so we could enjoy these things... it can begin again when we arn't having fun anymore.

Will you carry me some of the way if i need you to?

memories from Harriet's farmer party.
Girls, how fun was this weekend? i remember driving to the cider cellars and nearly being run off the road by those crazy big lorries on those tiny roads while singing along to music...
seems like so much time has passed and we are all so different now, but i love coming across these silly random pictures. do either of you remember when this was taken??

Leaving milan, sunset was just beautiful, sometimes if you watch the sunset from inside you cant hear any of the hustle and bustle of the outside and you can just watch it and it is silent. And its gone in the same amount of time but somehow it seems slower.

A very early Kate Moss Shoot, she was 17.


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