Monday, January 2, 2012

It is exhilarating to be a part of this interesting time of personal & planetary transformation. Humanity is shifting from a consciousness based on conditioned beliefs & the illusion of duality into a new level of consciousness rooted in Love, unity & corporation, transcending the ego and giving birth to a more higher Self sense. This is the blossoming of a great love affair between Existence and Being!

Friday, October 28, 2011

Rejoice in the Atman that dwells in me, in the Atman that dwells in a spiritual plane in between rebirths!

Saturday, October 15, 2011

EXPIRED CENTURIA 100 ON AN OLYMPUS OMG








Friday, August 19, 2011

  we lay our tongues so exquisitely poised beside the holy mouth of a desert
  With lips flaking grandeurs of the stars onto the balmy cheeks of eternity
  Ankles of tiny kingdoms rattling, songs of worship for the deaf flowers writhing naked in  
  the wind. The architecture of our bodies folded onto the earth like a prayer, we are swollen with sleep
  violent beatings of our chests beneath the swallowing apocalypse of skin, we are swollen with sleep

Thursday, August 18, 2011



‎"And if I forget how many times I have been here, and in how many shapes, this forgetting is the necessary interval of darkness between every pulsation of light. I return in every baby born."

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Saturday, July 30, 2011

sundays; warm delicious trance of drowsy bliss


"Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time."


From a recent roll of film, click through for more.

The god of small things

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

I will hold, and with extravagant ecstasy breathe new life into you.

There's a fire in my belly, mad with restlessness.
Its about time I bring this darling machine of mine out for a walk.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

the grasp of the sea

June 15 delivered us a full-moon lunar eclipse, showering us with the gift of divine energy, a shift of consciousness . The lunar eclipse is a wonderful catalyst for meaningful change and action, a time for creation and birthing. I for one missed the spectacular sight.

I lost balance, tripped and fell, plunged and spiraled into the yawning depths of a cathartic supernova that night, where every infinitesimal lump buried in warm soil at the back of my head swell and rose up like clouds balancing delicate weight on my temple.  And my dreaming mind scrupulously manifested these suppressed feelings into images of excruciating detail, where my teeth dangled from my gums, hanging gracefully from a thread, sometimes even crumbling in my hands.

And all this, is perhaps a humble sign of transition wheeling my way, transition so forcefully hindered by my choking fear of uncertainty.  The lunar eclipse was a gift of realization.  It is a time to let go and dive deep into the depths of the great unknown, a time for inner change to ripple outward, a time for birthing, time to let my hair mingle with the stars.


"Everything is gestation and then birthing. To let each impression and each embryo of a feeling come to completion, entirely in itself, in the dark, in the unsayable, the unconscious, beyond the reach of one's own understanding, and with deep humility and patience to wait for the hour when a new clarity is born: this alone is what it means to live as an artist: in understanding as in creating." - Rainier Maria Rilke

Sunday, June 19, 2011


I bring you Part 1 of  my sacred geometry mandala, symbolizing tantric journeys, from one state of awareness to the other. Also a powerful Yantra that connects to the lofty and divine energies in our bodies during meditation.




Every little excruciating,sublimely significant detail deliciously unfolding in harmonious concert.


It has yet to be finished. More blissful skin scraping on my left shoulder tonight. 

Tuesday, June 14, 2011


 the Moon is a card of genius, of mental breakthroughs, astonishing creativity, powerful magic, and intuition.

"Here are the wild, mean, crazy drunks who produce groundbreaking works with pen or paintbrush. Here are the musicians with wicked mood swings, dark, dark, dark depressions and charming manic modes. These men and women have no inhibitions and don't even try to control themselves in polite society. Their crazy behavior is sometimes inspired, sometimes horribly embarrassing, even unbelievable and often dangerous. But the art, poetry, music they produce....it's magic.

This is also where seers, mediums and holy men/women find themselves after weeks of fasting, prayers and meditation, when they finally have that holy vision. Here is the magical forest in fairy tales, the wasteland in myths where heroes meet with spirits, oracles, sphinxes and their own shadow selves. There is no predicting what will happen when we go to this land in dreams or while hallucinating on mushrooms."

It has healed tremendously well, though the process was a slow and agonizing one (not being able to even shove a spoon in my mouth). The design is entirely custom, and was done by my brother. Check out more of his work here : http://www.tacojoetattoos.blogspot.com/

Friday, May 27, 2011

vertigo, the intoxication of the weak

Thursday, May 12, 2011

Tuesday.



Was indeed a day to admire mother nature's magnificent wrath, yes the current heat wave is unbearable. 


With the moon in its First Quarter, it is a time for great growth and realization.  It is a time to own our own sociopathy, our own disease, our own secrets and lies, also often referred to "crisis of action".   Energy levels of forward momentum are high,  so is the level of activity, And so I made bruchettas. 


Sunday, May 8, 2011




Porque me diste la vida, me enseñaste a soñar, a luchar... 

Me tomaste de la mano y enseñaste a caminar. 

Happy mothers day mommy ♥




on the road.



Ready to receive the manifestations and miracles of this blessed day through our tantric journey to Ranau! Om Śānti.

Thursday, May 5, 2011



I've been celebrating idleness for the past few days, still in gentle battle with my ridiculous sleep patterns. Days were frivolously spent in wild forests behind my eyelids, and I embraced the beautiful nights by drinking beer whilst moonbathing on the beach with people I love. I'm fond of it actually, I harbor indolence in the warmest part of my womb, this idleness is a wellspring of creative and positive energy. Annnnd, It is about time I'm stirred from this trance, I have not been under sunlight for so so so long and I desperately need to go out and bask in the glorious morning sun's embrace, my skin is screaming to be bathed in golden light  BUT first, cinnamon pancakes with rum syrup made by my amazing twin sister.



This beautiful song by Koan brought happiness and inspiration to my day and I hope it will in some way do the same for you.



Today will be devoted to appreciating and celebrating the Sun's divine existence.

A little enlightenment , some food for the soul ;

Sunday, May 1, 2011

beltane day.


As we (women) are each a local yoni of the pleasure body of creation, we praise the Earth clitoris of us, in the circling round a fire that has burned in the perpetuity in her-gasms of life. Each culture and sacred toungue, every shamaness and shealer, whole tribes, ancient peace dwellers for tens of thousands of thirteen-moons, praised creation as creation praising pleasure and life.
On this day we jump the fires of life and praise the central impulse of creation: celebrating our bodies as the honed and blessed portals celebrating hearth and health, pleasure, wholeness, and life. What is groundswelling and kindling in you? How can your wish as you firejump be a galactic wish, worthy of tens of thousands of years of Goddess cultures, that large, that holy? How can our walk and dance bring pleasure to the Earth, our toes the touch of lovers to the lover Earth? Praise Earth as Earth’s central praising has gifted us these pleasure bodies, out in the fields, blessing the harvest of coming peace.

- Marna, 2011 We’Moon Calendar

Thursday, April 21, 2011

I have a feverish disposition, ever so often I metamorphose into a misanthrope of rather choleric temperament. And I sometimes find myself indulging in this miserable propensity.


Dont take it personally.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

cosmic goodness



Happy 4/20. 
Stop incriminating nature, help hemp heal the world.

Monday, April 18, 2011


Having myself a very healthy brunch.




Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Home, at last.



Home, at last.  I'm soaked in warmth and familiarity. Time to moonbathe and let the light from stars sleep my hair!
Basking myself in the comfort of home, the sand, the beach, and the great company of my friends.

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Love affair with the sun


"Be naked in the splendor of the truth of who you are"

I am on a initimate journey, plunging deep within the absurd depths of my being. My chakras are blossoming wide open. I can feel an unparalleled golden glow emanating from my fourth chakra, Anahata, which gives birth to a harmonious flow of energy, pulsating from the very center creating ripples that radiates through out my body, heightening my senses, delivering me into such an enamored state. I am thirsty for spiritual growth. And it feels amazing.


Its a splendid sunday, I'll be having fat juicy plums for breakfast.
Namaste.

Saturday, April 2, 2011



Ate an orange and had a milk bath. Great start to a wonderful Saturday.
The streets are bathed in gold, off to the market with my beau.
hoping you're having a lovely saturday!
xx

Thursday, March 31, 2011

sleep tight tiger

she appeared at the front porch meowing, she looked like she had the universe in her belly, warm and elliptical.
We made her a little cozy room to give birth and rest in. And at the same night, she ushered into the world 3 beautiful, perfectly healthy kittens! So, I've basically got a cat family residing on my front porch. But it doesn't bother me. They keep me company when I'm doing laundry.//

Saturday, March 19, 2011

under buttermilk skies.


Under the nervous light of noon you swallow me with your skin, I lick your bones, salty and familiar

your belly is a pool of golden dust, with the sun resting on your tongue.
I dwell deep in every line and wrinkle branching across your palms, faint and filled with riddles.

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Friday, March 4, 2011

expired kodak200

My 2nd roll of film was just disastrous. I left the back of my camera open for a good few minutes in complete oblivion. But that didnt stop me, so heres the 3rd roll.  Though i feel acutely ambivalent about these, especially the ones i took during the art performance event. Oh well. I'll keep on trying till i can fully master the workings of this machine!


Sunday, February 27, 2011

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

I always leave Amcorp mall happy and well, a few weeks ago i left amcorp mall with unparalleled bliss, an empty wallet and this beautiful baby,it came together with a 50mm f/1.8 portrait lense,  i am utterly inlove.
It seems to be working perfectly and almost done with my second roll of film, anxious to see how they turn out!

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

2 weeks of losing myself amidst the smell of hotel rooms, days of self-indulgence, hedonistic quests, gastronomic exploits and materialistic conduct.

For inferior shepards pie, make your way to Secret Recipe!
I had hopes of gaining weight from all the binge eating, but apparently, I didnt. My metabolism wouldn't allow.