To Be Free

Lurve Magazine

Paul maffi
really fun photoshoot with beautiful rodarte clothing
styling by keegan

I see you

Continually Vanishing
(c) julia lukacher

(c) julia lukacher

Edward Lipski, “Bambi.”

" Their glamour had faded, they are sick, used up, probably doomed. Their failure to
understand their own position, their own fate, is presented with cool, almost kindly
detachment. "

" I am me. I may look like you, but if you take a closer look you will realize
that I am nothing like you at all. I am very different. I see things through
a completlely different perspective because in my life I had experiences
that you didn't have, and I've lived places and seen places
and experienced life from a completely different point of view than you have.
Just because we look similar and seem similar that gives you no right
to have any preconceived notions about what I am or who I am.
You don't even really know me."

keith haring journal

Centre Georges Pompidou in Metz, France

tilda swinton shot by mcginley- pringle of scotland

my great grandmother and her two sisters
savannah, georgia

let's hang out.

Beautiful

steve mcqueen

Barbara Kruger

my high school art teacher loved her work

Sketches from Italy

(c) julia lukacher

(c) julia lukacher

i want to go to palermo.
"It sits on the north shore of Sicily on a fan-shaped stretch of land between two towering stone promontories, and it’s been there, in one form or another, for almost 3,000 years. Empire after empire has trodden upon the place: Greeks, Phoenicians, Carthaginians, Romans; then Vandals, Normans, Moors, Spaniards; then Italians, the United States Army; and since the end of World War II, Cosa Nostra, whose influence over the place is only recently waning. For millennia it’s been built up and knocked down, robbed and bombed, patched up and left to fend for itself. So it is a spectral city, a city of ghosts and ruins, amid which the living citizens slip quietly and for the most part without expression; an inward city, not unkind but very private — Italia insulare, as they call it. Palermo can be very beautiful, in a decaying, Hubert Robert way; on sunny days the sky overhead is Mediterranean enamel blue; the food is wondrous. But above all, Palermo is full of secrets and very strange."

full of secrets and very strange... sounds perfect.

from the nyt

Angst

rodarte shoot