Karla Cecilia Griffin

hi, hello internet

So I'm at school (as I was all day yesterday), scanning away 4 years worth of negatives/life, and I don't think I had previously grasped how much time/money/work I have devoted to a string of photo projects. Without question, with reoccuring themes of family, intimacy, time, memory, identity, place, etcetera, it is all a culmination of love. Little by little (even if it means the death of me), I will archive/share with all you lovies here in the inet.. I do hope the vast majority of you all are not gone for good, but have instead pulled away for too long, thereby making it hard to return.. this I understand wholeheartedly.

anyhow, lets keep in contact. what are your facebooks, tumblrs, flickrs, blogs, etcetera?

mine are:
http://blackeyesandpie.tumblr.com/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/blackeyesandpie/
fb look up Karla Griffin or griffink7@mail.montclair.edu

love

arizona tomorrow

warmth, kimmy and my boys tomorrow

I can never explain myself, never get to things at the pace I intend to. I down cold beers even though my fingers are freezing, and pull the sheets up tighter early in the morning when I wake, waiting on the morning light to bask in even though its time time time. Is it so wrong to not give a shit sometimes?

Tonight I eat a push pop and kiss a lot of things goodbye. Tomorrow I'm air bound to Costa Rica, with time only to migrate to warmer climates, soak in light, and return to places and things I've almost begun to forget.

This can only be a good thing

some cold and sad days are around the corner. I'm staying warm and attempting focused, trying to be the most supportive girlfriend, daughter I can be. Tonight, some brewed buttered rum and tears with my mom in the kitchen.. thick and snug oatmeal raisin cookies bigger than my hand too. My just recovered throat, no longer phlegm filled and more manly sounding than my already normal raspy voice, is warmed and cooled simultaneously, much like my heart.

Need these babies in my life.

big old sigh.. life is going going going