Peter Martin, Woman with cat, for Figure #1 Magazine, 1951
Photo of moi, done by my friend Rachel for her graphic design project.
I’ve been trying to find the words to properly capture this image into language, but I don’t think there are any.
You’re unlike anything I’ve ever known.
It’s strange to think how much this means to me now, more than ever. The simple act of a smile - of this smile - the way lines crease with that laughter, an instant warmth in your features, and that big, toothy grin. I’m so fortunate to see such happiness on you on regularly.
Sometimes, knowing that I can make the one I love smile like this is all I need.
I’m so lucky.
New self portrait~
unimpressive, I know.
You’re so goddamn pretty, Lauren!
New tea candles: making the light at the end of this tunnel of schoolwork a little more visible.
A desk! Something I’ve been in great need of for a long time, this year. It was a wonderful surprise gift from my boyfriend. He knew I greatly needed one, and had been planning on purchasing me one since Christmas break.
There’s a type of love in which bringing happiness to someone is the same as creating your own.
We stepped back, looked at the finished creation, and he asked: “Are you happy with it?”
“I love it,” I said instantly, earnestly.
He turned, smiling. “Then I love it, too.”
Needless to say, I have found that love.