Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Broken peaces of glass alway's brings a sense of nostalgia to our minds.
It's all broken when beauty is breathtaking..
All of us are screwed up in different ways, others broken in all kinds of ways../
We spend our days trying to glue everything back together; to make a dissent living being out of our selves, we get caught up in nonsense wanting to fix all the wrongs in our picture.
Here is a truth no one wants you to know...whatever is so broken about us, is the up most charming, magical and beautiful thing that makes you who you are.
Altering your irregularity - means- shuttering the view to the sky../
Broken Glass viewing the Sky's by Iro T.
Iro T. xx
Monday, October 31, 2011
Many told me to put my thumb upon something more specific as far as the blog goes..
However, putting my thumb on anything more specific than everything that excites the eye is betraying my self.
-Blood footsteps left behind by Iro T. -
I do tell you this;
That you will not only see fashion as its petrayd in magazines, photo-shoots etc
Work of my own, friends and anything that I find interesting mentioning, commenting, showing, believing is going to have a place in this blog.
Not to mention, that any of your work, artistic views, beliefs, comments etc always have a window too../
And so, let us begging our journey of making this world a Better Place
Iro T. xx