Lia Melia. The Second Coming, 2011.
Nicholas Alexander Chistiakov. Study for a portrait of a man, 2012.
The man gathers the crowd for a buck change, for hours just to stand hands up on a stinky pole #venicebeach #performer #trees #sun (at Venice Beach Boardwalk)
Taken with Instagram
First rain of the fall, and the clouds thicken Los Angeles (Taken with Instagram at The Said Beach Motel)
you know how there are things that come to your life, at an instant, now or years ago, that would just not stop bugging you?
time stops for that moment, an image of a being or thing is forever imprinted in your head. Pick up my bags and go. Out of reach, Nothing to do, hope for the best but you really know that this moment will come back later, reunite some how= wishful thinking.
As much as you try to forget or let go of the slightest possibility, you can’t help but yearn, you can’t just simply move on, you have to work with your limitations to surpass the odds, to defy your belief in something - honestly and respectfully.
whether its infront of you or millennia apart by foot. And now, years later, it is beyond anything i could’ve imagined, lots of ups and downs, trials and tribulations, a history in the making. yet that image your soul captured years ago not only stayed, it blossomed. For that time, life would never be dealt with the same without that moment, an energy simply pulls you and a reincarnation of the past self says “yes, this is it, the calling you saw before you knew, your feelings although irrational are true.”
After all the odds being against me? desiring the impossible, were two paths never could’ve conjoined till now. Can it finally be attained? touched? and now looking back to this irrational journey of joy, Overwhelmed and amazed by how a couple of years can feel like ages flying by, how some of those closest to you in spirit are at the furthest end of the world.
My soul filled with optimism, appreciation for what is me and what is you, it helped me believe, and rejoiced me with hope, a pre-existing oath that this part of you will only thrive with the presence of such a beautiful spirit, here and now, day on and day forth. I realized that this story i lived, of many, is unlike a story i could’ve ever written.
There, are now happy.
Taken with Instagram at Nikki’s