BAD GIRLS THROUGHOUT HISTORY by ANN SHEN.
My sweet friend LENA knows me so well. She’s the greatest pal a gal could ever ask for. I came home to a package of magic things, but this little booklet is my new favorite object. The pages are filled with the most lovely portraits of “bad girls”, aka the ladies I seem to admire the most.
(Thank you so, so much, Lena. You make my days brighter and happier with your everlasting generosity. <3)
In case you haven’t heard….
My debut album “I Was Here” is now available for DOWNLOAD on Bandcamp!
The album is FREE, but if you think it’s worth a few pennies please consider dropping by my JustGiving page and donating to UNICEF to help them continue their incredible work.
Now go listen, download, and share, share share!
Listen/download: I Was Here by Pamagotchi
THIS TRACK IS MAKING ME FEEL SO ALIIIIIVE!
over-the-moon impressed and touched and SO P R O U D of my dearest friend Pammy for her *first ever* EP release.
i can’t stress enough for everyone to please, PLEASE give it a listen!! it’s beautiful and ethereal and so very magical. ♥
a suitcase of dreams, for any adventure, on cloud nine:
BOOK IS READY!!!
So as you may know, I’ve been working on this book for six months. And a million years of trial and error later… It’s finally ready. It is completely handmade and includes 22 original poems and 8 original illustrations by Kyle Parker.
Right now there are 11 copies available — you can buy it here.
Or if you’d like, you can pre-order one to be included in the next batch here.
Thanks so much. Enjoy!
Just purchased my very own copy & I couldn’t be more proud of this little lady for this wonderful accomplishment. The stars & the sky are yours, Phen!
LJ knows how to make my entire day that much better. <3
INFORMERS INFORM, BURGLARS BURGLE, MURDERERS MURDER, LOVERS LOVE.
A ghost living inside her body.
Pauline creates dreamy things.
Assassin’s Creed III spot for [adult swim]
Hope you dig it!
I got to witness this being made, and watch all the beautiful handcrafted puppets and sets, glitter and little balls of fake-snow, the works, come alive. Everyone worked so hard to bring this to life and the hard work really paid off. Watch this and see how badass it turned out!
There’s nothing quite like Cat & her passion for making AND doing. <3
It’s a DUEL over DUSEN DUSEN.
more at https://vimeo.com/letslikelike
friends, i want to make movies with you, ‘cause you create the most amazing things! <3
you just think happy thoughts, & they lift you into the air.
happiest of birthdays to the beautiful miss toribird!!
a homemade e-card for future playdates underneath the moon, whiskey teacup parties and heart-to-hearts. i feel very lucky to call this lady one of my most confident CONFIDANTS. <3
i love love LOVE you, miss Sunshine! <3 <3 !!:!!
Sunday was everything & more <3
We accidently shot the trailer for our new movie!!
So GODARD! Theeese are a few of my favorite things: bunny hops, splish-splash dancing, polka dots and lace, BANG BANG, and let’s not look over the awesome location here!
My dear friends, you are just so darling.
Another one from Bastille Day with the loveliest personette :)
More 11:11’s, more you, more me, more we, more US! <3 !!!!!!
fleur crown personettes, 2012.
Be jealous, guys. I finally had the pleasure of meeting the most wonderful, pocket sized princess, miss Kim! We could’ve met ages ago, but back then at the Vista her and I had no idea the other existed! Nearly a year later we actually got to hug each other & it was magical! From skipping through Downtown Disney arm in arm, marveling at art, waltzing with our twirly skirts, watching fireworks, visiting the wonderful miss Chelsea, and ending a beautiful meeting (AND Bastille day!) with some delicious crème brûlée, I can honestly say meeting her has fulfilled me in such a big way!
Darling Kim, I can’t wait till we meet again! The first of many meetings & 11:11’s to boot! I love you. Come back soon, I miss you already!
you speak to me in words like whispers; in promises and in laughter and in honesty that rings sweetly in my ears like tiny prayers. i want to carry your stories in my hands and cling to the syllables when i am without the sunlight that sleeps underneath your eyelids.
guide me along the outline of your skeleton, show me the secrets of your limbs. i want to memorize your cadences, your curiosities, the universe kept hidden in your sighs.
you look at me in that way. in this crowd. in this light.
and i wish that i was a clean slate for you. for me. a body without a broken heart. i want to be pardoned of my grievances, my misgivings, the fear that sometimes sits alone in my chest and the delicate thread that binds me to the past.
but there are still bruises underneath my skin. there are colors i can’t be too close to. words i can’t bring myself to hear. memories that rise up in my throat and linger until i can no longer breathe.
and i will hurt your feelings. i will be wild and irrational and a chaotic mess of uncertainty. i will try to be stronger than i am. and i will believe i have no strength at all.
i will want to be the moon, forgetting that i am already the sea.
but you embed your prayers into my lips and i dream the poetry of your heartbeat. i have faith in the miracles that lay anxious and waiting in the veins of your hands.
you are a golden glimmer in the pink-blush sunset sky and the bright moonrise blue of a winter evening. you are perfumed summer air. you are the exhale before the leap. you are mischief, you are magic.
you make me want to stand tall, to soar. let’s delight in the questions and become the answers.
you look at me in earnest, lingering glances. in question marks and exclamation points.
and in this light, i want to love you.