nothing humbles me more than swimming laps. my legs caving in, arms burning and my lungs telling me to go fuck myself, is there anything better!!!
every day I am further away from the last physical interaction I had with my father and every day I miss him more. I wasn’t ready to lose him at 26 and I’m certainly not ready to live the rest of my life without him.
two years on and the grief still surprises me, finds me in the smallest interactions. my mother’s tears over her brother in law, a man in his 80s, peacefully in his sleep. two years after my mother watched her beloved wilt away. she held him in her arms.
every day I pull my love closer to me, and breathe him in. I will never take true love for granted. there is nothing but heartbreak after its departure.
Absolute Couture - Vogue US (1998)
Carolyn Murphy by Steven Meisel
Kate Moss | Martin Margiela S/S 1993
Anni Albers, Under Way, 1963.
Woven fabric on cloth, mounted on wood. 29⅛ x 24⅛ in (73.8 x 61.3 cm). The Joseph H. Hirshhorn Bequest, 1981.
Hirshhorn Museum and Sculpture Garden, Smithsonian Institution. Photo: Cathy Carver. © The Josef and Anni Albers Foundation / Artists Rights Society (ARS), New York and DACS, London 2017
anniversary weekend away got thrown in the bin with lockdown so we took shrooms and went to space instead.
give. me. the. vaccine.