latest roll of film

 

There’s something uniquely beautiful about picking an old hobby back up where you left off to find that no matter how your life has changed, it still feels the same.

“‘Finding yourself’ is not really how it works. You aren’t a ten-dollar bill in last winter’s coat pocket. You are also not lost. Your true self is right there, buried under cultural conditioning, other people’s opinions, and inaccurate conclusions you drew as a kid that became your beliefs about who you are. ‘Finding yourself’ is actually returning to yourself. An unlearning, an excavation, a remembering who you were before the world got its hands on you.” 

 – Emily McDowell

birthday weekend

 

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Celebrated with seaweed soup 미역국 and pointe shoes. Here’s to another year with more watercolour paintings and deeper stretches.

If there’s one thing this past year has taught me, it’s that time moves far too quick not to prioritise the people, hobbies, moments and dreams that bring you joy, love and peace of mind. And that it doesn’t matter, not even a little bit, what other people think about what those things are for you or how you do them – you’re the one that gets to live with your choices. ♥

all is never lost

I’ve begun the process of re-scanning and re-uploading my old film photos to a new Flickr account. Starting with some of my favourites from a trip to New York in 2013...

 

“I laughed but before I could agree with the hairdressers that she was crazy, she said, 

‘What’s the world for if you can’t make it up the way you want it?’

‘The way I want it?’

‘Yeah. The way you want it. Don’t you want it to be something more than what it is?’

‘What’s the point? I can’t change it.’

‘That’s the point. If you don’t, it will change you and it’ll be your fault cause you let it. I let it. And messed up my life.’

‘Mess it up how?’

‘Forgot it.’

‘Forgot?’

‘Forgot it was mine. My life.’” 

―Toni Morrison, Jazz

retrouvailles

 a weekend moodboard 

So much has changed since I was here last (and so many images look like this ). Time to rebuild.
Sometimes you end up right back where you started. I’m still the girl I was in 2011 – maybe more like her than ever.