food for thought

In Monza, Italy, it is illegal to put your goldfish in a fish bowl. Sponsors for the law claim it is cruel to put the goldfish because the curve of the bowl distorts the fish's reality.

How powerful a physical object can be in creating your environment and shaping one's reality. Imagine then, the power of your own thoughts to create or distort your own reality.

thoughts=reality?

Are you living in greatness?



xx, loveLC

pages and pages

When I found out about your new job, my initial reaction was happiness for you. I knew how much you hated serving, and I was glad to hear that since we've last spoke you've moved on with your life and graduated.

I started to think about the type of person I remembered you to be, and the type of relationship we had. You know how people say that if a man loves you, he'll offer you the last of his food? You we're that type of man. Always such a gentleman, opening doors for me wherever we went, no matter how much I objected (I was never that type of girl). You would defend me. You would fight for me. I felt safe and protected in your presence. We had a perfect relationship. Except for that whole "other women" thing. But that was just psychological, so it was okay, right?

Right?

In my heart I forgave you, and I still do. But for a minute I reopened and reread that chapter in my life. I conjured up the illusion that we could be friends again. The more I thought about it, the more I believed that I had enough strength to handle our friendship. I even looked forward to it. But that day I ‘coincidentally’ saw you in the parking lot, my heart dropped. I felt heavy from all the emotions. It was overwhelming and uncomfortable. I wanted nothing more than to run away. Those couple of minutes talking with you, chit chatting about our lives, like nothing and no one had ever come between us, well, God, it felt like a decade. I had to muster up all the energy I had to pretend we ever anything other than lovers.

There’s a reason I closed that chapter in my life three years ago, and I should have kept it closed. I wrote a new one, one where we’re both happy and successful, but one where we never speak again. Although I care about your well-being, I don’t care FOR you anymore. You were my first love. And that's how I'll keep you. In my memories. Good night. Good bye. Forever.

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Why hello! It's been a while!

First things first:
So, I JUST got photoshop this week. 

 I know, I know, why so early?

The cause for the delay (besides money and/or access haha) was because I love the concept of RAW photos. The thought that the beauty you saw in the picture is translated exactly from real life. No editing, just pure, raw beauty. Seeing raw photos is like seeing a beautiful girl with no make up on. There's something so alluring about it.

That being said, I had a lot of fun this week exploring photoshop. I can't wait to learn more.

Secondly, I was on assignment at the LA Art Walk two Thursdays ago. Artwork from Cerritos College students and teachers were being featured at the Regent Theatre on Main Street.







I have way too many pictures to post, so Ill just show my favorite artist of the night, Sean O'Brien.







The bigger features of his pieces are done in a simplistic manner, while the smaller features relay more detail.They were beautiful pieces, and I caught myself staring at them for a long time, discovering all of the intricacies. After me and the crew were done interviewing people, we stepped outside to wait for one of the other photographers. As soon as I stepped outside I could feel and see the DTLA energy. I had to go and explore. I told my crew I'd be back in twenty. I never returned.











I turned a corner onto Spring Street, noticed a fog machine, dance music, and strobe lights emanating from an upper story building. Private apartment party. Naturally, I found my way inside. Met some pretty cool people there, including the guy who lives there (oops), Brett. A USC student, he just moved in. His apartment = sick.

Chillin on the balcony




The DJ was a.. GIRL! She was really good! So refreshing! And so humbling when I told her what drew me inside was her music.


Met these guys on the street. They were promoting their band. I'm doing their photoshoot sometime in the near future.



Walking back to meet my group, a man yells "Hey you shouldn't be walking around alone!" Turning around to give a dirty look, I discover..
SEAN! yaay! Run into this guy everywhere, I swear!


A apartment building next to my favorite downtown eats, Pete's Cafe, home of the bleu cheese fries. Yes, please!


There are so many more pictures and experiences I want to share, but I'll keep them in my mind. I met so many different people that night, I didn't want to leave.

It was refreshing to wander a semi-unfamiliar place by yourself. I highly recommend it. We take for granted the company of our own mind sometimes.



I love you, LA.

xx, loveLC

we are lazers

"We will not compromise who we are to be accepted by the crowd.

We want substance in the place of popularity.

We want to think our own thoughts.

We want love, not lies.

We want knowledge, understanding and peace.

We will not lose because we are not losers."

-L.F.