Saturday, May 2, 2015

White Flag...

I look at him through red eyes that are swollen which mask my origin.  
Unaware if I am happy, I falter. 
I am a mix of fear and anger.
Laced with a bit of sadness and weakness.
Stuck between shades of green, grey and blues.
I look at him and tell him life is so hard for this heart of mine.
He shakes his head in disbelief knowing that I am the girl from that one sad song.

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The other day I felt as if there wasn't one soul on this earth frustrated with me.
The other day I felt as if I was carrying the weight of the galaxy on my shoulders. 
The other day I felt that  if I created  accordingly it would be clear I have surrendered...



White Flag
Model: Carolyn A.
Photography & Concept: Adriana I.









Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Fleeting...

*unedited stream of consciousness...


It is not a comeback I have been here for years. There is rebirth and hibernation and I partake in the process.  There are nights when my whole body is on fire and my fingers want to burn through these pages like a girl smokes a cigarette on prom night.  For this is where I ran when I felt all alone. Me... in my truest form I run to what I know. Searching for connections like that one light bulb on the xmas lights strand we keep tightening with the hope of brilliance. 

The cycles of life can be so chaotic and at times I just laugh and those around wonder why...

But it is life that have taught me to laugh as hard as I can even when those moments seem inopportune... even when it seems rude. 

Because I know nothing lasts forever, because I know everything is so fleeting and life can be aggressive when it takes things you love from you. I laugh because even what seems promised it never is. At times what I fear the most is what I already know.

Fleeting...
I came home one afternoon to find a neighbor's garden filled with flowers. Cantaloupe color buds and flowers that for some reason filled me with sorrow and inspiration. 

Maybe it was the weatherman's fault for broadcasting over the airwaves right as I pulled up that there would be rain. I pictured the buds and flowers wilting after they've waited all year for this one moment of splendor. Enduring all the elements for this one week in Spring and the show would last one day. It is such notion that filled me sorrow. 

I called upon the muses to show their face and help me paint with light this cantaloupe and tangerine dream I had... Thanks Amy.






“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.” Anais Nin













Sunday, March 1, 2015

Savannah Stopover V

A year ago I documented bits and pieces from the Savannah Stopover festival. What is the Stopover? Savannah Stopover Music Festival capitalizes on the logistic of Savannah, Georgia’s proximity to interstates 95 and 10 by presenting traveling musicians with a welcoming place to play en route to Austin's prestigious SXSW Music Conference.

This year I was assigned to document all of our local bands for Do Savannah. Twenty different acts posed in front of my lens and I learned so much about my craft and the human spirit. I will always be grateful for the experience. 

Sharing a few of my favorites that did not make it to print and if you ever find yourself looking a for a good music festival may I suggest Savannah Stopover.


Black Water Choir

Wave Slaves

BlackRune
Crazy Bag Lady

A.M. Rodriguez

Cusses

Boy Harsher

Sunglow

Wet Socks

Host

Velvet Caravan

Saint Corsair

Heavy Boots


Triathalon
COEDS

Ambrose


Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Grasshopper...





Last night under the covers I felt the winter's cold in my bones...winter is cruel to my senses and it violates all my sensibilities. I kept rubbing my feet like most grasshoppers do in the summertime. My knitted socks produced enough electricity to remind me you were laying right next to me and that I should seek for shelter. Afterall isn't that what grasshoppers do...



Monday, December 15, 2014

End of Fall...

Linzer cookies and cappuccinos serve as sustainment as I am traveling and moving around the universe. Winter is slowly creeping in and I can feel it deep down on my bones but the music that surrounds me grow like wild roses through my ribcage keeping me warm. The holiday season holds so much magic. A combination of joy and melancholia which confuses my already weak heart. Holding onto myself so my soul don't fly away like the leaves on my magnolia tree... 

While waiting for all the stars to be aligned and show me the direction...
I continue to create and wander...

Sunbathing...
Model: Amy H.
Photography & Headpiece: Adriana Iris




Thanks Amy can't wait to see what we create in 2015. 





From Savannah, GA best wishes and hope you are enjoying the holiday season.









Thursday, November 20, 2014

Just Because...

Trophy Wives

American Hologram

Recreation The Band Cover Album art




Pretty things and people I've seen while documenting my own existence because I know life is short. 

My favorite poem at the moment because I am such a sap.

Poem by Pablo Neruda 
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You

I do not love you except because I love you; 
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.

I love you only because it's you the one I love; 
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.

Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm.

In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood. 

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Halloween Inspired...

Many times I am inspired by someone perhaps something they did or said and that person doesn't even know it. 
As if guarding a secret I use the inspiration to take me to places in my mind where I have not been.

I've been living life to the fullest and became my own lover. 
I must admit... I am a damn good lover.
I have laughed with many strangers and traded many stories. 
The city at the moment rages around me but I've built space where I find silence...stillness.  
I can't seem to forget that I was bred by Yemaya, the African drum, magic and witchcraft.

Then... there is the nighttime. The moon that feeds my creative soul. The ghosts that try to creep in. 
Haunting monsters that only reside within but I am always ready for a good battle.


*Four girls ran around a haunted house with a camera and this is what we created...

Haunted House Shoot

Models:  Blair B, Carolyn A, Laura Y.
MUAH: Sarah Cuda
Photography: Adriana I
Location: Hilton Head Firefighters Haunted House.












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Happy Halloween everyone...








Monday, September 22, 2014

Alpha...

When I wrote my last words here it was summer... Today it's autumn. At the beginning of the month I heard over the news that an Alpha female wolf had been shot and killed from the air. "A Huckleberry Pack has been feeding on sheep being raised on private forest lands in northern Stevens County in Washington - said the news reporter." The only wolf killed was the Alpha female shot from a helicopter by a federal contractor. 

From up in the air they could not tell it was the Alpha.
From down on the ground I was inspired.

She Wolf
Models: Vy D. , Elaine H.
MUA: Megan G.
Photo & Styling: Adriana I.










Thanks Vy, Elaine and Megan.





A life in harmony with nature, the love of truth and virtue, will purge the eyes to understanding her text.  ~Ralph Waldo Emerson 


Thursday, September 11, 2014

Castles In the Sky...

I have chosen exhilaration over comfort many times. Free falling I close my eyes and enjoy the ride. Everyday I wish to create magic not certain I only trust intuition. Unapologetic, I own my reality with my head up high and my spirit free. 

There was once a country of honey
With roofs color vermilion
Where I was a queen, and he was the king
In a kingdom of love stories
My magical castle in the air...


Castle in the sky...

Model: Amelia J.
MUA: Emily W.
Location: Castle
Photography: Adriana I.