color the roses in ink

honey

work in progress

Everything's going so fast.

The distant water shimmers
I raised my hands as if in prayer
Leaning back in the night, I looked up quietly
And saw a small firefly fluttering in the sky
-- はなび, AAA

gray rain

I woke up to what sounded like the heavens falling down on earth. It was raining so hard ... this kind of gray and forlorn morning called for laying in bed on floral bed sheets, a mug of hot tea steaming nearby, and piano music playing softly.

mary

model & makeup: mary
photo & styling: me

Here's Mary. :) All I can say is, she's a very beautiful friend of mine.

.. But I was smiling
More gently than anyone else
Standing alone
Without an umbrella
-- rainy day by ayumi hamasaki

soon.

During the 4th of July weekend, I got sick with a high fever. I had achy bones and standing up drained me of all my energy, so I napped through the entirety of Saturday, waking up every a couple of hours to watch the light from my windows change from seafoam white to soft honey and finally to dark inky blue as the night cast its shadow. Sometime before the sun set, I woke up dazed to the sound of high-pitched chirping that came from the attic: baby birds. They just hatched. Their chirping sounded so raw, the first cry of their life.

All day long, and over the night, my mom tended to me. Her warm hand on my forehead. Her rice porridge. Her caring and devotion.

sakura

walk deeper in ..

quietly

Chine-collé, etching in plexiglass

etching in zinc

Chine-collé, cut in linoleum

These prints are from printmaking class ... I really enjoyed every moment of the class! I'm not the best printmaker in the world .. but it was SO much fun. Will truly miss it.

early hearts at night

something about the snow when it falls. i love it. the gray milkiness of the sky, 

the mist that thickly covers the top of trees from far away, the silence of it all.