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Never got a flick cause it was too dark but this was benched somewhere in LA. Thanks again to Graffiti_es_todo, It took a couple weeks but we finally got it.
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Si abro la ventana y me asomo a observar el horizonte, no veo más que gruas. Gruas en el cielo de la tarde. Lo desconcertante de todo esto es, que están paradas, inmóviles. Carecen totalmente de vida. Hoy solo son viejos recuerdos de tiempos pasados, en los que eran reinas de suelos desiertos y sirvientes de especuladores mercenarios.
Hoy solo quedan sus interminables esqueletos, que parte del paisaje, añaden verticalidad a una realidad lineal e incierta, aun llena de sueños.
Oh, evil temptress, why do you frustrate me with your sweet buttery icing goodness -- you know we cannot be together for fear of forsaking my bikini...yes, I know there is still snow on the ground, and I do not live anywhere close to a beach...but I cannot give in to the craving...oh drat...maybe....just one.
HCS
HMM
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Cliche Saturdays: cupcakes are deliciously cliche, especially when a little colorful bokeh is included
Macro Mondays: Frustration
Our friends came in from Calgary this weekend and as a thank you gift for lending them our couches and blankets, they brought with them some designer cupcakes from a shop in Calgary. The designer little bakery is called "Crave," and the cupcakes were delectable. Here is my favorite one--a double chocolate version with fluffy blue frosting.
I've always felt that if a branch was hanging low enough to reach, I had to climb it. Didn't seem like I had any right to disagree, like refusing an outstretched hand to help me. This is where I get painfully philosophical, and start thanking the woods as if it's listening. I've got no complex mystical belief system about this, I know the trees just grow and don't notice my presence. But I'm grateful for the escape they accidentally offer, walking the banks of this sleepy old brook, where they continuously reach over blank space below. Shelter when the sun feels nothing like a friend, the days are long and bright and I crave some escape. Scrubby brush, thin trunks and shallow roots, never get much purchase in the rocky skin of Digby Neck. I'm sticking my heart out, thanks to you.
June 20, 2022
Roxville, Nova Scotia
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Project Specs
Pattern: Cupcake designed by Eva McDonald
Pattern Source: Blah, Blah, Blahhhg
Yarn: Patons Classic Merino Wool in Chestnut and Petal Pink; Cascade 220 in #8010 Natural, #2439 Gelato, and #8905 Robin Egg Blue; less than 10g each color per cupcake.
Needles: Clover bamboo double pointed needles size US5
Finished Size: 3" tall
A birthday gift for my three-year-old niece
095/365 - Crave (Nikon D3100, f/5, 1/100 sec, ISO-100, off camera flash through umbrella)
I have had the strangest cravings lately. Not pregnant. Just hungry for things that sound like Elvis would have eaten them.
Strobist: YN460-II flash at 3/4 power through optic white umbrella directly on models face 1 1/2 feet away. Fired through sync cables.
"Crave you"
I've always been fascinated by mythology & mythological creatures. Vampires and werewolves being my absolute favorite. And I'm not talking about the cute glittery kind. The old school Dracula tales and grim versions. The stories that don't have "happy endings." If you asked me to choose one I would tell you a hybrid because I simply can't pick just one. Their hunger is insatiable. It consumes them, it is both their drive and their weakness. Like our hunger for things, people, and life. It too can consume us...what consumes you?