Why weren't we given better memories?

from buenos aires, with love

my friend jacki is back from spending a year in chile and argentina. she shows me things like this. for some reason it's a little intimidating to me, uncomfortable at times because of its newness, or maybe makes me at once scared and restlessness to do something like it. but second to intimidating, it's completely awe-inspiring. (note the use of enya.)

type trapped

type in "trapped" on flickr, and stumble upon brooke shaden's photos. my favorites are the less-manipulated ones, dealing with the ordinary body. that one also has sinks.

this stopped me in my tracks.

reminiscent of a dolled-down, less explicit Cindy Sherman, she uses herself as subject to depict victimization, both by the self and by external forces.

self-victimization often feels like it's impelled by external forces. . . is this a lie?