Everything I have I owe to this job. This stupid, wonderful, boring, amazing job.
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Everything I have I owe to this job. This stupid, wonderful, boring, amazing job.
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My boyfriend gave Murphy and I a little photoshoot during our daily yoga practice :)
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Echolilia: A Father’s Photographic Conversation with His Autistic Son. Timothy Archibald uses his camera to find an emotional bridge to his son Photographs and text from the book Echolilia: Sometimes I Wonder
My eldest son was born in 2001. He was always a kid who went to the beat of his own drummer. When he was 5, we began making photographs collaboratively as a way to find some common ground and attempt to understand each other. Soon after we began the project, Elijah was diagnosed on the autistic spectrum. Though the diagnosis gave me the words and history to understand my son better, it didn’t take away the mystery and the need to try to find an emotional bridge to him.”Echolilia” is an alternate spelling of a more common term, “echolalia,” used in the autistic community to refer to the habit of verbal repetition and copying that is commonly found in autistic kids’ behavior. I liked the idea of it: photography is a form of copying. Kids are a form of repetition. And looking at my kid with photography allowed me to see myself a new
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“How grateful I was then, to be part of the mystery, to love, and to be loved.” - Let’s Not Shit Ourselves (To Love and To Be Loved) by Bright Eyes
Water on marker on paper. (Detail)
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"Angry, and half in love with you, and tremendously sorry, I turned away."
F. Scott Fitzgerald (via clear-mind99)
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A Better Son/ Daughter | Rilo Kiley
and sometimes when you’re on,
you’re REALLY fucking on,
and your friends, they sing along
and they love you
but the lows are so extreme
that the good seems fucking cheap
and it teases you for weeks in its absence
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