Colors of the Wind

Hi guys, as you can see I worked on something today and as I type this I am currently devising my next  one. I'm an art student in LA by the way. I hadn't painted in a while, but I took an Intro to B&W Photography for the spring quarter so it wasn't too much a of a dry art spell haha. Anyway, here's a peak of my art, my passion, my life.

Vent

Lately, I haven't been so deep in my thoughts about my problems...but there's always this nagging in the deep night. It calls you, summons you, and it imprisons you to the point that you end up catching sleep at the break of day. When it's greyish-blue outside your window pane. You lay there just attempting to manage your pain. This is a really depressing post. I've lost people in my life not-so-recently, no, they haven't passed away, but they're just not there anymore. There's never closure. I don't know why. I guess I just tend to gravitate around people who don't like sticking around..or staying with me too long. It's pretty sick really. You just feel worthless afterwards, like, "I wasn't even worth a goodbye or a proper explanation so that I can move the fuck on. So that I don't end up a mess being strung along these sleepless nights wondering what I did wrong, that I must be so horrible to not even deserve loyalty or at least honesty." It gets really hard sometimes, but I can honestly say I'm doing better. I just need to give myself room to breathe, time to just let go, and make space for new people that understand me well. Anyway, I'm sure one of you out there feels this way..just want this to be a reminder that you aren't alone. We'll get through this bullshit together.


Always, Jo

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I know I'm all awkward in this, but cut me some slack I'm still new to this. Sorry for all the "umms.." and I sound really calm, which is weird cos I'm usually super loud ;P

Ra-ta-TAT

This is my first tattoo :) 

It reads, "Her touch lingers like the cold that stings."

It's still healing. Today marks one week since I got it. It is currently peeling off haha.

My tattoo is a line from a poem I wrote when I was around 12-13? I'm not quite too sure about the exact date because at that time I didn't have the mind to date my poems. I'm 19 now by the way. Anyway, this quote and the poem as a whole that it was derived from mean something real and deep to me. Essentially, it's to remind me that I have and will touch lives during my existence. Whether it be good or bad, what others remember me by, my actions, my convictions, my passions, my family, my art..they are all evidence to the fact that I have once existed. Granted, I may not go down in history, but there will be some people out there who can say that I've made an impact in their lives. Realizing this, I am given the courage to keep living no matter how rough it gets in life and it reminds me that I am here for a purpose.

Sigh. I really should go to sleep now. I've been struggling with sleeping at a more reasonable hour so that I don't end up sleeping the mornings away..but then again, I've never been a morning person. Meh. 

And, to whoever reads this..thanks for listening. Have a great day!

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These are several of my recent buys..there are a few more around, but I'm too lazy to get up and dig collect them from wherever they are stored at the moment haha

Cut-off shirt: F21

Black high-waisted shorts: Goodwill

Stacked triangle necklace: F21

Rings: Goodwill

Flats: F21 (I just got these like 2 days ago and they're already slightly scuffed, which wasn't my fault..my heart burned after i felt the graze of the tip D: can you see it? I CAN!! gahh ocd's a bitch yo :P)

AND FUCK YEAH FIGHT CLUB!!! I also just finished Ishiguro's Never Let Me Go..I would recommend if you're somewhat into the sci-fi genre..It's quite poignant and it silently captures your imagination.

P.S. I'm gonna try to take a proper outfit of the day picture kinda thing for you guys next time~ maybe later... haha

First Impressions

So..hi guys! whoever sees this. Welcome to my blog. It'll be a combination of the heavily varied aspects of my interest. This blog will be about art, style/fashion, poetry, photography, music, food, etc. Just whatever I fancy. I still have yet to learn to work this thing. Anyway, it's summer vaca and it's almost 3 am in LA, which means I'm allowed to darken my eye circles and mess up my sleeping patterns further haa. 


P.S. until I get rich, I can't guarantee the best quality photos since most will be off my macbook webcam or perhaps my digital camera (if it's a good mood day and I can be bothered to be patient with its glitchy-ness)