Tuesday, March 29, 2011

All of the Lights REMIX (Cris Cab Cover)



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This MIAMI kid is pure talent. love it. makes me miss key biscayne for some reason.

Monday, March 28, 2011

A little bit of this & that












Don't remember & LF.
So fresh, so young, so "innocent". The colors, the locations, the pictures themselves, the outfits, how can someone not be inspired.

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Sunday, March 27, 2011

Your Easy Lovin' Ain't Pleasin' Nothin'




Everything about this is beautifully beautiful. Love everything, the bathing suits, the dance, the little music, the instruments, everything. It makes me want summer. I'm gathering a few friends to impro and learn the dance making Hugo be the singer. HA.

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Saturday, March 19, 2011

Ce Moi
























Some old, some very old.

Within  ourselves lies a drive, a force that only makes sense to us. It is that force, that drive that can make a person crazy. Crazy is only what you make of it. In the past, most people have been trained to think that crazy is a negative thing. But I repeat, crazy is only what you make of it. Crazy is a state of mind comprised of desire, anger, knowledge, courage, fear and devotion. Crazy makes a man and woman fall in love. Crazy makes musicians and artists talented. Crazy makes a dying man take his own life. Make what you will of this but I cannot believe I would be any better off “sane”.  Therefore I am, and will remain, crazy.

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Thursday, March 17, 2011

Thought of the day

Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is true. There are a million little strings attached to every choice you make; you can destroy your life every time you choose. But maybe you won't know for twenty years. And you may never ever trace it to its source. And you only get one chance to play it out. Just try and figure out your own divorce. And they say there is no fate, but there is: it's what you create. And even though the world goes on for eons and eons, you are only here for a fraction of a fraction of a second. Most of your time is spent being dead or not yet born. But while alive, you wait in vain, wasting years, for a phone call or a letter or a look from someone or something to make it all right. And it never comes or it seems to but it doesn't really. And so you spend your time in vague regret or vaguer hope that something good will come along. Something to make you feel connected, something to make you feel whole, something to make you feel loved.





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Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Situations




A little somethin' somethin' I did a whileee back. Still entertains me. Thought I'd share it with whoever reads this.


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Friday, March 4, 2011

Somewhere, some time ago













Some pics from one of our little adventures. These were a while ago. Tomorrow is a special date :)

Algunas fotillos de uno de nuestros viajes aventureros hace ya un tiempo. Mañana es una fecha especial ;)

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