Paige Bradley created one of the most striking sculptures I’ve seen in recent times. Her masterpiece, entitled Expansion, is a beautiful woman seeking inner piece but fractured and bleeding with light. “From the moment we are born, the world tends to have a container already built for us to fit inside: a social security number, a gender, a race, a profession,” says Bradley. “I ponder if we are more defined by the container we are in than what we are inside. Would we recognize ourselves if we could expand beyond our bodies?”
If I lived where the leaves fall and the wind whispered into my curls, where the frost nipped at my nose each morning, where there is more warmth found in the cold, I would wear this. Soon, again. I’ll be reunited with dreamy, lovely snow storms and treacherous pain in the ass roads. Until then.
Sylvia Mann for I Love Fake Magazine #17 by Roberta Ridolfi.
Going to art school was the best decision I ever made.
rube blube photog
for the wild heart
This is a “vintage” photo of my dad way back when :0
I still can’t believe this image exists. He had just left the air force and went AWOL. Fed up with authority and the govt he fled to Yosemite Park, CA and stayed there for 2 weeks…
“If if the air force tried to find me, the wouldn’t. I know where to go in CA to keep hidden.”