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Carli Rene  what i see x how ! see it ✈️ NYC June 6-10 Based in ATX

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Please. Don't tell me. Close your eyes and show me how it makes you feel. (*Juliette and the wildflowers) #makeportraits #atx #ifportrait

Oh a mother's love... M and M :) #makeportraits #atx #ifportrait

I wrote in my journal several years ago "I don't photograph subjects, I photograph the way they make me feel." This... a mother and her son... the setting sun... unconditional love. Thank you Brown family for letting me be a part of your lives. #ifportrait #makeportraits #atx

Dear Sarah,

I got your letter and it was lovely, per usual. As I lay next to Emiliana I can't help but thinking of you. The house is quiet and I can feel the rise and fall of her chest beneath my arm. Can you believe I have an almost 4 yr old? I still can't comprehend it. And your question, your thoughts are still ringing in my heart. I'm sorry you're even going through this and it makes me wonder how will I raise little E? How do I raise my daughter in a generation where it feels our gender has become as easily malleable as the shoes or shirt we choose to wear that day? To your point I have had two friends now ask me since I have been divorced "So are you still into men? Or something else?" and it surprised me. Not because of them, perhaps they perceived they were innocent questions given the news of today, but is that really a legitimate casual question? Is it? I've seen SO many things in my social media feeds lately about it ~ and I don't even get on social media that often. What do you feel inside of you? Is gender a moral decision? Both moral and scientific? I believe we are each on our own path, but I also feel very curious about how casual it all feels. Is even clothing becoming "gender neutral"?Anyway I wrote in my journal a bit ago "to hack a hacker (someone who is trying to make you into someone other than what you already are) you don't have to know anything about them; you only have to know yourself." So I can't reiterate enough two things Lovely, we are each on our own path and, honestly, only you know the answer. Only you know if when the co-worker approached you, how did it feel? I tell Emiliana we know the decision based on how it made us feel afterwards. In the wise words of Grandmother Willow (from Pocahontas, I can't help myself haha) "Listen to your heart. You will understand." Be still. Be patient with the questions in your heart. Thank you for trusting me with your heart. Don't let this be a peer pressure issue rather one you make because it is, truly, or it isn't You. Pick up your pen again. Be Light, as you are.

I'm sending so much love, always.
carli rené

PS: Every moment we are writing the story of our lives.

[For You.]
Wanna be a buddha
Anyone can.
Just take the path no one’s taking.
Take time for once to feel your
heart
breaking.
Sit under a tree.
Sit still
Long enough to breathe.
Sit still
in quietude
To listen to the tune
Of a heart that wants
To grieve.
Feel
What it is you won’t feel.
Hear
What your soul
Is trying to heal.
Relinquish control.
Wu wei is the word
To be like water
Flow
With the wind be a bird.
Rise on resistance
Rise rise rise
I can see now they’re closed
My darling, open up your eyes.
The pressure is mounting.
You feel you will break
but let this pain take
you where it leads.
i wish you already knew,
the truth is
We all bleed.
Only two things heal
What’s ticking inside.
Tick tock
Like a time bomb
You have no one to confide.
We’re masters to the clock
March to the beat
Of our own drum.
While time waits for us to die
We discover our beat
In a tune only we can compose, we hum.
Lift your head
From the pillow.
Raise the curtains, feel the sun!
The step to living
Is to know
In rising,
You’ve already won.
Get up get up
I can see your heart beating!
Baby step forward by baby step...
I feel your darkness now receding.

Wanna be a buddha?
Anyone can.
Just take the path no one’s taking.
Take time for once to feel your
heart
breaking.
Sit under a tree
Sit still
Long enough to breathe.
Sit still
in quietude
To listen to the tune
Of a heart that wants
To grieve.
Feel
What it is you won’t feel.
Hear
What your soul
Is trying to heal.
Relinquish control
Wu wei is the word
To be like water
Flow
With the wind be a bird.
Rise on resistance
Rise rise rise
I can see now your eyes are open.
Gratitude
is the most gracious demise.

It's the little things. Emiliana filled her pockets to the brim with the pale sea shells, combing the beach relentlessly for any fraction of a treasure to hoard. I sat in the soft sand watching her and the wind toss her hair about. This was my sister Catybeth's birthday present from my father back in Feb, a horseback ride on the beach. She got engaged last week and I still can't believe my baby sister will be a wifey. Thirteen years younger than I, she was my first baby. It is this wonder in every little blade of grass that fills her spirit too. So grateful for all of my sisters, for a daughter to remind me when I forget: slow down. s l o w down. #whilemilianaplays

I rolled the 4 puzzle-pieced Basil leaves into a cigar-like shape. My fingers were painted with the cinnamon residue and this, this chop chopping of garlic and exploding of tomatoes beneath a dull blade is what summer is about. Spring has only just begun but in Texas there are two seasons: hot and hotter. I set the blade down long enough to take a photograph and put down in words what overflows in this bubbling pot of my heart. Earlier I twisted off a twig of homegrown mint to let it steep in the simmering sun and green tea leaves. I am, this:
the smells and tastes and textures of plants that the earth grows, that revives my soul with every pinch and chop and simmer.

Illuminated
by the blue light of
dawn
You are light.
Drawn
from the darkness
by a hand
unseen
You are light.
Awakened
to the beauty
that surrounds you
You are light
You are light
You are light

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to desire
without weight
to need
without addiction
to let go
without loss
to be

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For You.
For Me. I've been on an intake/ consume hiatus the last few weeks. Essentially I've listened to very little music outside of anything I've written on my own or re-played, not even the radio, no movies/tv etc. Ohhhh the silence and oh the thoughts I think and oh the peace and oh the craziness and no matter what ebbs and flows in these veins, one thing remains: there is beauty to be found, and it lies inside of us all along. We search for external stimuli, we crave, we demand a handshake of validation. It's a daily battle. You're going to hate what you see and hear and feel when you're standing in that silence. We all have demons. But there is no around, only through. Maybe there isn't even an "on the other side." Maybe it's always thorns with those gorgeous roses.

And then go find someone who thinks you're a million bucks and get a hug. Because the truth is we all do need validation. (And a way to zone out every now and then with music + media.) Be that validation for one. Pick up the phone this second and tell them you love them, you appreciate them, you're grateful for them. I'm grateful for you.

@jeffreysjosephine The Josephine House has a killer menu - and chef. HA I loved hanging out with the staff a few weeks ago to shoot some #bts of the staff. Thank you to Kate @wildskyevents for the amazing gigs!

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