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one more from the roses series from the other day

Self-expression or Hobson's choice!

 

Some would argue that it is a symbol of modesty, privacy & morality and others would say that this is patriarchal gender ideology. Now what is true depends on each individual's perspective.

 

This photograph depicts mannequin heads wearing the hijab (Veil) looking right out at the horizon.

What one benefactor was thinking.

"And I know that you feel it too

When my skin turns into glue

You will know that it's warm inside

And you'll come runnin' to me, in the cold, cold night

in the cold, cold night"

White Stripes

I like the bike but it is not the best background

Another message on Doodle Bridge.

 

That would be tulips! tehe, giggle.

I love my dreads and dreadfully to some, my very own hair gives others insight into a world of wig culture and couture, for those that lack vision....here it is, you can still have your very own dreads (art incarnate) and still be a working actress. So here are the many faces of At@ri Harikari... the evolution started long ago, now its just plain Atari Harikari Revolution...

testing nail polish

Everyone in line to help launch the Red Line

I love my dreads and dreadfully to some, my very own hair gives others insight into a world of wig culture and couture, for those that lack vision....here it is, you can still have your very own dreads (art incarnate) and still be a working actress. So here are the many faces of At@ri Harikari... the evolution started long ago, now its just plain Atari Harikari Revolution...

They say it is better to have love and lost than to have never loved

Whom ever “They” are should try it

The pain of having someone you love walk out on you is like taking a dagger to the heart

“Better” is a relative term

Your heart lies there, bleeding, dieing

It shrivels into a cold, black, emotionless vessel

Fueling your anger with every beat

You feel scared, hurt, but mostly you feel alone

 

Over time your heart begins to heal, but still weighs heavy

On the outside you smile, pretending to be okay

On the inside you feel only sadness

You become the protector

Always remaining cognizant of the pain you bear

Vowing to never let your heart suffer again

Often times to the detriment of caring and love

 

Then one day, out of the blue

You let your guard down

The chink in your armor shows

Someone proves to you that you can love…again

The pain and bitterness you have been desperately clinging to escapes

The scars remain, but closure seeps in

You realize it is okay to let your heart shine as bright as the sun.

 

can you at least pose for me?

 

taken before going to office. LOL! i guess thats the only time i have now to shoot.

 

i can now feel the pressure and busy-ness of my not so new job

 

looks like ill be a having a flickr break yet again

I love my dreads and dreadfully to some, my very own hair gives others insight into a world of wig culture and couture, for those that lack vision....here it is, you can still have your very own dreads (art incarnate) and still be a working actress. So here are the many faces of At@ri Harikari... the evolution started long ago, now its just plain Atari Harikari Revolution...

"I want freedom, the right to self-expression, everybody's right to beautiful, radiant things."

 

- Emma Goldman

en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Emma_Goldman

“We all wear masks, and the time comes when we cannot remove them without removing some of our own skin.” - Andre Berthiaume

  

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Shirley working on into the evening.

Just a peek in one of my journals. It's my informal/private journal...I use it to document my life...things I need to remember...lists I write...gluing in cards I've received, daily ephemera, all life's little scraps, notes etc. I've been spending more time journaling here than in my main Art Journal lately...and more time on scrap-and papercraft projects lately...I think I am going through a fickle phase...

I love my dreads and dreadfully to some, my very own hair gives others insight into a world of wig culture and couture, for those that lack vision....here it is, you can still have your very own dreads (art incarnate) and still be a working actress. So here are the many faces of At@ri Harikari...

A fabulous persona in pink lace at Burning Man 2009, Black Rock City, NV.

 

This image is copyright by Larry Eiring and The Burning Man Project, LLC. All Rights Reserved. For use of this image, please contact me at hleiring@yahoo.com

I love my dreads and dreadfully to some, my very own hair gives others insight into a world of wig culture and couture, for those that lack vision....here it is, you can still have your very own dreads (art incarnate) and still be a working actress. So here are the many faces of At@ri Harikari... the evolution started long ago, now its just plain Atari Harikari Revolution...

I love my dreads and dreadfully to some, my very own hair gives others insight into a world of wig culture and couture, for those that lack vision....here it is, you can still have your very own dreads (art incarnate) and still be a working actress. So here are the many faces of At@ri Harikari... the evolution started long ago, now its just plain Atari Harikari Revolution...

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