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sometimes it's like I don't have enough hands to do it all...

In support of Claudina Velesquez and her family and their fight to ensure a proper investigation into Claudina's death.

Glass fish, a part of a group in blue

poor ever-worried mom.

I'm losing speed

Trying to keep up with you

I'm losing speed

Worrying about you

 

How long will it take

'Til I can have your heart to break?

Red eye

I'm asking you

 

Your beautiful fear

Is the Holy Ghost town

Let's close in the road

We used to drive down

 

How long will it take

'Til I can have your heart to break?

Red eye

I'm asking you

 

You know I hate the way

Your love don't stay

Red eye

I'm asking you

 

Your eyelids don't shut

But you don't see me here

When I need to be saved

The queen disappears

 

How long will it take

'Til I can have your heart to break?

Red eye

I'm asking you

 

You know I hate the way

Your love don't stay

Red eye

 

Off of Ben Kweller's newest, self-titled album.

Healing oneself is a process of acceptance, and is most often accompanied by confusion. With our hands we experience the world. As infants, we reflexively grab to explore, not afraid of what may hurt us. And so, sometimes we need to go through illogical rituals to feel whole and restored, such as cleansing oneself of past grime. Through the distortion of water, the hands may look unappealing, melting away what formally made them recognizable. As we all go through the commonly ugly journey of change, we must see the odd and raw beauty of restoration.

The piece was done in oils to achieve a soft look. The intentionality of distorting the image of the hands in the water adds to the symbolism of the piece and artistic intrigue. The use of contrast between warm and cool tones signifies the need to 'cool off'.

Beach Slang performed at the Firebird on November 3, 2015. Lithuania, Worriers and the Humanoids opened the show.

 

Photo by Dustin Winter.

Worry

 

Another shoe drops,

a shroud drapes darkness again;

our flag droops lower.

 

Sheri Edwards

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Poetry/Photography

 

Photo: January, 2021

 

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El Teatro Real, año 1850

This is an amazingly candid shot of me taken by David

I just blurred the background a bit in photoshop to create more mood in the photograph

Worrying about thunderstorms was one of many fun things to worry about.

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