"Maria Elena used to say that only unfulfilled love can be romantic."

BLAME IT ON MY WILD HEART

Photo by @Joanameneses.photos, April 2018

Model Barbara Torres

Triste, Louca ou Má

"Triste, louca ou má

será qualificada

ela quem recusar

seguir receita tal

a receita cultural

do marido, da família.

cuida, cuida da rotina

só mesmo rejeita

bem conhecida receita

quem não sem dores

aceita que tudo deve mudar

que um homem não te define

sua casa não te define

sua carne não te define

você é seu próprio lar

ela desatinou

desatou nós

vai viver só

eu não me vejo na palavra

fêmea: alvo de caça

conformada vítima

Prefiro queimar o mapa

traçar de novo a estrada

Ver cores nas cinzas

E a vida reinventar."

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Model: Lea Siebrecht Lyrics: Francisco, el hombre

"Reap for my soul and cleanse my spirit

Pray because I'm ready for the bloom of the sea

Peace and serenity is all that I need"

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Model: Lea Siebrecht Lyrics: Cleo Sol

Amadurece e Apodrece

"Eu aprendi

Muita coisa que eu desaprendi

Quando você resolveu me atravessar

E me colher do galho que me deixava

Suspensa no ar

No ar

Toda pureza morreu

Quando foi que você cresceu?

Por um tempo eu te perdi

Ou foi você que se escondeu no ar?"

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Model: Lea Siebrecht Lyrics: Tuyo

"But if you close your eyes Do you see me? Do you hear me? When you're putting on your headphones Do you feel my hands even when I'm not there 'Cause I can hear you, breathing, loud and clear Even though you're not here Even though you're not near"

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Model: Lea Siebrecht Lyrics: Korantemaa

Photosynthesis

"There is something about this world that I should know by now
I'm doing something wrong cause this don't feel right
maybe if I cut my hair and sleep a little more
spend less time on my phone and more time alone"

Photo by @joanameneses.photos Model: Lea Siebrecht

Lyrics: Korantemaa

Badly involved

Photo by @joanameneses.photos
Model: Lea Siebrecht

Dreams

"Let’s suppose that you were able, every night, to dream any dream you wanted to dream, and you would, naturally, as you began on this adventure of dreams, you would fulfill all your wishes. You would have every kind of pleasure during your sleep, and after several nights you would say «well, that was pretty great». But now let's have a surprise, let’s have a dream which isn’t under control. Well, something is gonna happen to me that I don’t know what it's gonna be. Then you would get more and more adventurous and you would make further and further out gambles as to what you would dream and, finally, you would dream where you are now.

If you awaken from this illusion and you understand that black implies white, self implies other, life implies death. You can feel yourself, not as a stranger in the world, not as something here on probation, not as something that has arrived here by fluke, but you can begin to feel your own existence as absolutely fundamental. What you are basically, deep, deep down, far, far in, is simply the fabric and structure of existence itself."

― Alan W. Watts.

Photo by @joanameneses.photos Model: Lea Siebrecht

"A história de alguém que não suporta mais a realidade. De alguém cuja consciência e expansão espiritual a deprimiu. Por isso, se isola e se esconde atrás do espelho que reflecte todas as verdades do universo."

Photo by @joanameneses.photos
Model: Gabriela Cunha Viana

Broken inside.

Photo by @joanameneses.photos

I need to go out of this world. May I?

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Model: Lea Siebrecht

Sereia louca

Lembrança saudável mas que incomoda.

Self portrait, March 2018

Darkness growing over me silently

"Darkness growing over me silently, it's creeping closer

Depths try to take hold of me violently, they seem to hold her

Snake, I try some wizardry patiently, you seem to bolster

Hate towards my imagery, vacantly, you are the sorceress

Regain all my energy, trying to submit the holder

Momentary blasphemy, lying to your home is colder

Snake, I try some wizardry, runnin' old fools, you seem to bolster

Hate towards my amatory, tell me the truth, you are the sorceress"

self portrait, May 2018

Isn't it weird that sometimes we can't control ourselves? It's like we are two people in one body. Who is the other 'person'?

Photo by Joana Meneses, April 2018

Model Barbara Torres

Nostalgia

"Um estado de tristeza indefinida, tal como a melancolia."

I'll meet you in my dreams

Self portrait, 2016

"I keep your memory

As the best secret"

Self portrait, April 2018