The Lights and Buzz

Today is a day that I don't feel like talking or thinking at all. Here are lyrics to a song then, so this page won't feel half as empty as me. I also submitted these pictures for my school magazine, The Maze.

I'm coming home from my hardest year
I'm making plans not to make plans while I'm here
And this life has been no holiday, a complicated situation
I'm fine with all my memories
Still I could use vacation 

I Think I'm Safer If I Run Through The Streets

After a gruesome battle with photoshop, I emerged victorious. It might look familiar to my real fans since it was inspired by a few pictures I posted. I made it after scanning Holga negatives and cleaning it up because dust was on it. Then I added a color layer on each image and combined them. I know you guys want more but there's only so much art I can provide for you guys. Keep your chins up.

Every Drop Numbs The Both Of Us, But I Alone Am Staggering

Crossed one more thing off my bucket list. Had a bad night as well but could have been worse. I also finally finished planning for the senior project as well. I'm going to the doctors soon for health reasons so hopefully she can give me a sleeping pill/painkiller combo. Besides that, its just another average day in my life so to give back the minute I stole from your busy life, here's pictures I like.

                                  

Rain Rain Rain On My Mind I've Got A Secret Life

I am taking a creative writing class to hopefully stabilize my writer's block. The first exercise was to write six sentences about objects and stop after two minutes of writing. My friend thinks I have a gift with prose but I think its garbage. Enjoy reading my eloquent slop. And the nice picture of the guy and his umbrella. Hopefully it will rain today....

Its viridian shell hides her shallow self. The thick ridges on its back gives off the feeling of pride, yet it is used in many shameful ways. So many are lost,but this one will remained fixed as long as the sun stays out.

Olfactory pleasing but physically unappealing, this crescent shaped behemoth breathes. Flying through the air while chasing its death, it soothes me. As long as distance is maintained, life is unchanged.

Obsidian and obscene, this object cannot project what I am conspiring about. Its lifeline is disconnected but not for long. Two semicircles will soon pulsate until the lights dim, and then will I really be awake.

Read while red, the cushion is stained by the tears. Almost like play-dough but rougher than a rock it shimmers under the fake fluorescent sun.

A mosaic of pebbles, intelligently designed by nature. The remains of a cataclysmic event involving the fateful meeting of its parents. So short the life of man.

A cylinder containing  nothing but dust. There is a cursed air around it but its color says otherwise. A plethora of thorns decorate its roof. The stellar ceiling reflects off the cellar door.

I Knew The Years Would Move Quickly, But Never Quite As Fast As This

After receiving a couple of complaints, I have finally uploaded who the mysterious members of my family are. They are *drumroll* Sandra, (my mom) Zuleny, (my older sister in the navy top) Emily, (younger sister in the red dress) and Brenly (my younger brother). Hopefully these pictures capture their essence because if it was up to my sisters, they would not be able to choose. For those wondering, my dad lives in the Dominican Republic and I only have ancient pictures of him.

With My Feet On The Dash The World Doesn't Matter

Found a SD card this morning while searching for socks and decided to upload it. These pictures are from the summer when I went to Newport with my family so my mom could visit one of her friends. The trip sucked but the pictures were worth it; living in the city gets tiring eventually. We also went to a museum that day, most of the stuff inside was regal and whatnot.

Stability and Existentialism: Blacking Out The Friction?

Rough day today. What do you go home to? Yesterday was the end of midsemester for the seniors in my grade. I would be surprised if I am passing any class. My photography teacher helped me scan negatives of a Holga roll I took of some buildings. Those two or three minutes were probably the higlight of my day; no one asked for any missing work or if I was "ok" or anything. After school ended, I wanted to attend the Varsity Girls basketball championship game but I couldn't since I would have no ride "home". Skipping to today, I spent the day collecting my film, as well as taking more digital and another roll of black and white. I also saw the movie Up, easily making it on my list of favorite films; it was utterly depressing especially for a Pixar film. Numb and cold, this temporary life hopefully will change soon. Don't know why I'm writing but I'm afraid of what will happen if I don't. One day I will be able to look back at this and give myself a high-five. On a lighter note, I have been really liking digital art that has sections ranging from different spectrums.