17 Apr 14 at 12 pm


Hunting for Colors, Shadows and Reflections in Los Angeles with @sara_cath

For more of Sara’s portraits, follow @sara_cath on Instagram.

"I’ve been drawn to color and shape since a very young age. I grew up believing the best thing about school is art class and the best thing about going to stayaway camp was getting to shoot photos on a disposable camera," says Los Angeles photographer Sara Catherine Pierce (@sara_cath).

"I’ve found that I have an affinity for those three things in photography: color, shadow and reflection. I use these to highlight what I find dear to me in my every day life," she says. Often, Sara turns to her friends for her photos, snapping colorful portraits of @clickinkris, @qualiitea, @keeegman and others in Los Angeles.

"An introspective portrait can be taken anywhere if draped in beautiful light and if the color surrounding pops," she says. "Color coordination makes me giddy. I’ve been squealing a lot these days when I find a particular shade of teal to photograph!" To catalog her shadow photos, Sara also started a series of shadow portraits with the #hishadowhi hashtag.

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15 Apr 14 at 5 pm


Expressive and poignant portraiture from Duarte Victoria

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15 Apr 14 at 4 pm


'Moon Princess' by Madelen Foss

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'Moon Princess' by Madelen Foss

Red Kisses

drawn with bic pensby marty lee haglerhttp://martyleehagler.tumblr.com/https://www.facebook.com/martyleehagler.art

(via David Mitchell watercolor portrait illustration by ohgoshCindy)

We enjoy slumbering
14 Apr 14 at 4 pm


Take me to pleasure jail

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Take me to pleasure jail
11 Apr 14 at 3 pm

poems from my uncles graves  (via ac-ru)

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somewhere there is a 17 year old girl who smells like pomegranates and has summer air tight on her naked skin, wrapping around her scars
like veins in a bloody garden, who won’t make it past tomorrow,

there is a young man, who buys yellow flowers for the woman
in apartment 84B, who learned braille when he realized she
couldn’t read his poetry about her white neck and mint eyes

there are people watching films,
making love for the first time, opening mail with the
heading of ‘i miss you’, cooking noodles with
organic spices and red sauces, buying lemon detergent,
ignoring ‘do not smoke’ signs, painting murals
of his lips in abandoned warehouses, chewing
the words ‘i love you’ over and over again, swallowing
phone numbers and forgotten birthdays, eating
strawberry pies, drinking white wine off of each
others open mouths, ignoring the telephone,
reading this poem

someone is thinking
i’m alone
someone finally understands
they never really