February 2012
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fleeting fireflies have no time for crying children.
‘and sunday at the flamingo pond was a bad day. the next saturday he didn’t come to meet her.’
”the screech owl’ - strange name for a house… it was the last one in a forgotten village. there were strange frozen scenes that impressed the occasional visitor. not only because of the embalmed decor, but because of the morbid fascination with which they had been imagined.
and other believe it was haunted by two sisters sharing their lives behind closed shutters. they were...
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imperfecthope asked: katie I just wanted to tell you - last night I spent about two hours uncontrollably crying (I have both depression and an anxiety disorder, what fun). I honestly felt like all the light was gone from my life - and then I happened to see one of your photos on my wall. I suddenly realised what a wonderful world this is if you can turn it into such beautiful, sublime art. Thank you for saving me....
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i remember one winter, my wrists grew so dry that they cracked and bled of their own accord. pixies, sew them back together again. lover, sew me back together again.
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a creature has his fingers around my ankles. seducing, molesting, flesh infesting.
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sir, please do not watch the birds as they weep, you are the reason i can not sleep.
regainingmydreams asked: Your blog is absolutely amazing. Your work...I have no words for it. Beautiful!
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the witch rabbits were a collection of ghostly creatures that i met one day in my mind. they were majestic as they danced with me, and stars were lightly encrusted into their fur. i bite my tongue before i tell them they are beautiful, i fear my love will only make them flea; instead they take me home to their bed of flowers, and cast spells of magic all over me. i drank their elixir, one morning...
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blood on skin like winter trees, dirt betwixt my bruising knees.
January 2012
13 posts
help me, please.
Anonymous asked: hello Katie! I was just wondering where you get your film developed? And what scanner you use? Beautiful photographs also!
water runs icy over my flesh tonight, it clots in crimson rivers. i am drowning in it. why do i only see black feathers?
being on anti depressants does not make for a better creative mind.
imogenc asked: hey! you know that photo of annie on the tree stump, my boyfriend (not arty) was looking at your blog and picked that one out as one of the best. it's so good!!! he said youre very talented xx
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my happiness rhymes with my blood. my antlers are snapped upon your floor. stop standing on them, please.
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the bitterness of lemons and toothpaste will feel comforting to us tonight, before, together, we will fall from grace to feathers.
December 2011
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there once was a boy, a boy made of stone, and the night and its stars were sewn through to his bones. we sat in the river, stone boy and i, i showed him my wings and wished him to fly. i took my needles and pulled his threads up high, i cut open his darkness and it poured to the sky.
my fingers of bloodlust kissed the stars of his crown, he gave me back to the river where i started to drown.
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sofeetee asked: katie you really do have the biggest (and talented) heart ever.
Anonymous asked: I'm being bullied at college and I don't know what to do. They're not using violence against me but its more the emotional / cyber bullying. Like I get horrible messages over fb and twitter. I stood up to this person 2 weeks ago and they are turning others against me. I try to pretend that I don't care but I do. I eventually told a teacher and they suggested i report this...
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Anonymous asked: what cameras do you use?
peacock--feathers asked: your work is amazng!
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Watchby Robin Mellway
Anonymous asked: Your work is beautiful. I am deeply inspired by you, Katie. I Just had a question. How do you get featured like on blogs or websites? DO you submit your work, or do they contact you? Thanks!
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heartfuldream asked: katie, i am your biggest fan in the whole world. i watch you whilst you sleep and take photos - i even have a secret tumblr dedicated to your sleeping photos. i sit in the tree by your home, eating my marmalade and waiting for you to walk by. sometimes i wear a fake moustache so i can walk by you without you knowing it's me. i am your biggest fan and i love you. oh shit... forgot to turn...