( Read more... )

( Read more... )

( Read more... )

Okay, I need everyone's help. So, although the senior photo deadline for the yearbook was in october, they apparently never actually received mine, and "regardless of whose fault this is" I have to send in another one. My original senior photo is now in Alabama, so I went through my digital photos, converted them to black and white (since they'll ( Read more... )

play, play!!

http://kevan.org/johari?name=Brannon

Owwwwwwwwwww.

thats all.

You have this crazy muddy palette and messy brushes and stained hands and paint is all over your clothes and your chair and your cell phone and on your forehead, a big mess everywhere, but out of the mess comes the art. Mess is necessary for the beauty to exist. This is my new philosophy ( Read more... )

Life is unbelievably complicated. And maybe, just maybe, all I want to do is drink coffee anonymously in a café in France and watch people passing by, for hours. I want to wander around romantic european cities with no particular direction in mind and take beautiful photographs of marvelous things that have been around for longer than my country. ( Read more... )

Going to the Eveready for a mudslide is *almost* like reading my french novel ( Read more... )

No more trying.

You ever feel like you don't have a place somewhere, but then you go back to where you hypothetically thought you had a place, and maybe you don't have a place there either? And then you go home, where you HAVE to have a place right? Oh, nope, sorry, no place there either.

Need place.