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These are hair designs by Katje Sabin, Chicago IL. Please contact mamagotcha at gee mail dot com if you are interested in hiring Katje to braid or teach.
Reached Explore #407 on 7-16-07.... and #398 by 7-17 though I'm sure it wont' be there long! I find it odd that it hit Explore for the first time nearly a year after it was uploaded when it belonged to roughly ten different groups, over half of them designed to get views (which supposedly the Interestingness algorithm is supposed to count against you)
A directed "self portrait"; my partner insisted on braiding my "never worn it long, pandemic hair" just once. So I insisted there were pictures.
I decided to start the 52 week photo challenge! I've been thinking about it for a while, and I think it would be a great way to practice :]
Model: Jennifer Johnston
Photography/Wardrobe/Props/MUA: Nico Nordström
Assistance: Chlz Pederson, Decker Derdeyn, & Michael McBride
This shoot was so much fun, and I'm so excited with the outcome :] Click here to see a complete behind the scenes look at this two day photo shoot and everything that went into it.
I just found this 1/4 plate daguerreotype in a box of old photo's I had stored. This is a good example of a nice daguerreotype with condition problems as it has surface eruptions meaning the silver is coming off the plate in some areas.
Scraps of ribbon and yarn from my craft stash, none big enough to make anything significant, so I measured them out and braided them. All sorts of textures, weights, and fibers braided into one 6' scarf. It is quite warm too!
Can you identify any of the yarns? :)
The aerial perspective reveals patterns unseen from the ground: serpentine streaks of turquoise, ashen deltas unraveling into silence, golden sediment swirling beneath cold blue streams.
This collection aims to highlight Iceland's paradoxical softness within its raw, rugged terrain. The story lies in the transitions—the dance between light and shadow, fluidity and form, erosion and creation.
Just a simple english braid. A friend advised me to take braid pics as my hair keeps growing to compare progress. This makes my hair look shorter.
Suddenly I took out the scissors and showed you. I noticed how your breath stopped. I felt your fear. But your swollen fly said otherwise. I placed the braid between the sharp blades and ran it slowly down the length of my hair. You groaned, and I really liked it. But the time has come .. The blades slowly began to shrink at the very beginning of this beautiful, smooth braid .. Scary? Or exciting?
And I've come to know the wish list of my father
I've come to know the shipwrecks where he's been
I've come to wish allow
Among the overdressed crowd
Come to witness now the sinking of this ship
Throwing pennies from the sea top next to it
And I've come to roam the forest
Past the village
With a dozen lazy horses in my cart
I've come here to get high
To do more than just get by
I've come to test the timber of my heart
Oh I've come to test the timber of my heart
And I've come
To be untroubled in my seeking
And I've come
To see that nothing is for not
I've come to reach out blind
To reach forward and behind
For the more I seek
The more I'm sought
Yea the more I seek
The more I'm sought
And I've come to meet the sheriff
And his posse
To offer him the broad side of my jaw
I've come here to get broke
And maybe bum a smoke
We'll go drinking two towns over after all
Oh we'll go drinking two towns over after all
And I've come to meet the legendary takers
I've only come to ask them for a lot
Aw they say I come with less
Than I should rightfully possess
I say: The more I buy
The more I'm bought
And the more I'm bought
The less I cost
And I've come
To take their servants and their surplus
And I've come
To take their rain coats and their speed
I've come to get my fill
To ransack and spill
I've come to take the harvest for the seed
I've come to take the harvest for the seed
And I've come to know the manger you sleep in
I've come to be the stranger that you keep
I've come from down the road
And my footsteps never slowed
Before we met I knew we'd meet
Before we met I knew we'd meet
And I've come here to ignore you cries and heartaches
I've come to closely listen to you sing
I've come here to insist
That I leave here with a kiss
I've come to say exactly what I mean
And I mean so many things
And you've come
To know me stubborn as a bitcher
And you've come
To know me thankless as a guest
But will you recognize my face
When god's awful grace
Strips me of my jacket and my vest
And reveals all the treasure in my chest.
my favorite song. period.
this is two duch lace braids, one straight back and down, one back and across the back of my head. They combine behind my ear into a fishbone braid.
Up until about 10 minutes ago, I had a braid which was keeping my hair in check. It’s not very long but it’s silvery grey. Now I should be able to wash my hair more efficiently and thoroughly— it was a good idea at the time but the time had passed