Villa in Darvishabad, Mazandaran, Iran by Rai Studio – Pouya Khazaeli Parsa
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We let Willow cut her hair. When you have a little girl, it’s like how can you teach her that you’re in control of her body? If I teach her that I’m in charge of whether or not she can touch her hair, she’s going to replace me with some other man when she goes out in the world. She can’t cut my hair but that’s her hair. She has got to have command of her body. So when she goes out into the world, she’s going out with a command that it is hers. She is used to making those decisions herself. We try to keep giving them those decisions until they can hold the full weight of their lives.
(On why he let Willow cut all of her hair off)
Read more: Will Smith On Allowing Willow To Cut Her Hair: ‘She Has Got To Have Command Of Her Body’ | Necole Bitchie.com
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I said nothing for a time, just ran my fingertips along the edge of the human-shaped emptiness that had been left inside me.
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Today I finished up my Regina Spektor themed project for my photo class. I wanted to create two designs that focused on different aspects of her musical style. The first piece traces back to her traditional and classical influences, with soft floral colors and a minimal design, clean and simple.
The second refers to her exquisite oddities. From the strange, yet beautiful lyrics she creates; with a variety of cultural references and whimsical narratives, to the way she incorporates funny sounds into her work.
It’s just that her music makes me feel a million things at once that sometimes it’s overwhelming, like the brightest light coming in to a dark room.
Enjoy :)
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Taking pictures is savoring life intensely, every hundredth of a second
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We are torn between nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange. As often as not, we are homesick most for the places we have never known.
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» The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows: sonder
n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate…
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Shot these in the little patch of woods in front of our apartment, I used christmas lights as an extension cord of sorts and strung them down the stairs, out the door and across the sidewalk to my little spot, I connected this final strand of bulbs to the very end and voila! I was really enjoying shooting these, but then I dropped the bulbs and one of them shattered and all of the lights went out at once. I hope to explore this further once I get a new bulb, but for now it feels good just to get a little self portrait therapy in.
have a lovely night
“There’s a loneliness that only exists in one’s mind. The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.”
— The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald
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