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Saturday, September 12, 2009



Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death. ~ Anaïs Nin


People often say that this or that person has not yet found himself. But the self is not something one finds, it is something one creates. ~ Thomas Szasz


The body is a house of many windows: there we all sit, showing ourselves and crying on the passers-by to come and love us. ~ Robert Louis Stevenson


At first blush, I can't seem to put my finger on what I want to say here. Again, I rely on pictures and other people's words.

Well, that's probably not correct.

I can say it, but I won't.


b September 12, 2009 at 12:11 AM  

Probably my favorite pix of yours yet. SO freaking good.

Relyn September 12, 2009 at 12:14 AM  

I love you, sweet girl. I love you.

smith kaich jones September 12, 2009 at 5:51 AM  

I don't know what to say, but feel I must say something. Come out, come out, wherever you are, I want to sing, but I know how that doesn't work. My poor cat, already dealing with a disease that will eventually claim her, was injured sometime Thursday night - possibly a fight, the vet is unsure - and she spent yesterday not eating, keeping me in tears, but this morning she ate and then headed back outside to her hidey hole under some plants, at the bottom of the cherry laurel tree, in the morning rain. It is a place she can be left alone, a place she will heal. I hate it - I want to say something, but I don't know what to say - it is her healing place. Even with raindrops hitting the leaves over her head. She will not come out until she wants - it's where I found her yesterday morning, where she had gone to be alone, to get better, but she was too sick, and I climbed in and grabbed her. Today I will let her stay and keep a close eye on her. Methinks perhaps you have found a healing place, and will be out when you are out, but if you need someone to climb in & drag you, just meow very loudly. :) Take care.


Char September 12, 2009 at 7:09 AM  

beautiful eyes say so much

An Open Heart September 12, 2009 at 7:45 AM  

Bravo. Beautiful post....beautiful soul....beautiful pictures......


Marilyn Miller September 12, 2009 at 7:49 AM  

Create a state and remain in it! Oh so very sad and food for thought. Beautiful pictures and thoughts.

Dru September 12, 2009 at 8:27 AM  

I love that quote by Anais Nin. I need to write that out, stick it on my mirror and read it daily. Beautiful pics, as always :)

J9 September 12, 2009 at 8:46 AM  

So I saw the Flickr posts before coming here, and one of them that is not on this blog post made me swoon! This whole series is so vunerable, and open, and sexy as hell! I've met you, I fell in some small way I know you (through here), but still, wow!

Camels & Chocolate September 12, 2009 at 9:12 AM  

Oh my, I LOVE these shots. More Julie self-portraits! You're such a stunner, you.

sonorossa September 12, 2009 at 10:20 AM  

Gorgeous photos! The one on the top looks like a painting.

BTW, I'm getting together with a bunch of photographer friends from temple on the afternoon of October 4. We're going to wander around the Haight and take pictures. Let me know if you'd like to join us.

Quarter Thrower September 12, 2009 at 1:05 PM  

i really should have flown you to cleveland to take photos for a few days.

that way grandparents can stay out of my way and enjoy their new grandchild rather than commanding me to hold still.

love your photos, even if the words aren't yours, you can still tell a great story.

~A September 12, 2009 at 4:17 PM  

There is something oddly comforting about a stranger's words coinciding with our most secret thoughts... Great quotes - I especially identify with the last one.

Chin up, deep breaths.

Rebecca McKinley September 12, 2009 at 6:40 PM  

Como vaya viniendo, vamos viendo.

Middle Aged Woman Blogging September 12, 2009 at 7:41 PM  

Beautiful, as always. Love these pics! Take your time. I'm not sure why, but this post makes me feel all Alice in Wonderlandy.

~K September 13, 2009 at 8:12 AM  

So what are you becoming Tango...When you break out of your cocoon will you be a Butterfly or a Moth?

namastenancy September 13, 2009 at 12:38 PM  

Get some R&R dear Julie - you have been trying to do too much and too much has been happening to you. R&R, R&R, R&R.


Laura September 14, 2009 at 8:47 AM  

We SEE you and need no words. Just stunning sweetie!

Stop by today for some comment love for the Under the Sheets-shhh Blogaversary! Yippee...

Yoli September 14, 2009 at 9:07 AM  

You eyes are so profound, I dare say you cannot hide an emotion. Thinking of you and sending you hugs.

Yoli who is in a state of her own making and refusing to leave it.

Just Jules September 15, 2009 at 8:06 PM  

It is in the air. Blog land has an empty space lately - everyone seems to be regrouping. Is it the spin of the earth the rotation on it's axis, the lessening of the light? I don't know. But, I think we all feel it.

SE'LAH... September 20, 2009 at 5:25 AM  

your photos are so piercing. i love.