SWEET ABANDON

wishing you lingering summer days,

light that glows on the inside & out, 

memories to treasure.

more life on here in a few weeks! 

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thank you to my model
Anastasiia Lokkila

THE UNSPOKEN

the way the heart moves.

faded & grainy daguerreotype

on a faded & dilapidating porch

with model Anastasiia Lokkila.

BECOMING JUNE

 

 

becoming june,

becoming freedom.

a moment with Julia Margaret Cameron.

coffee with cream left over

from yesterday's pavlova

(everyone's had better things to do

than pop to the corner shop

for some more milk.)

it made me think 

about my Finnish grandma Hellin

who would sip on hers

from a saucer

sitting on her yellow porch.

softly blurred childhood memories

like photographs faded by the sun.

if I could have a wish,

I'd ask for a chance

to sit there on that porch

and have a chat,

woman to woman, 

heart to heart.

 moments with roses. 

becoming roses. 

patient attempts

to capture fluttering butterflies,

but they won't be tamed.

strangely i feel them take flight 

somewhere deep inside. 

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MONTH OF THE WILD FOLK

At last came the golden month⁣
of the wild folk⁣
~ honey-sweet May, ⁣
& the flowers come out, ⁣
& the air is full of the sunrise scents ⁣
& songs of the dawning year.⁣
⁣
Samuel Scoville Jr., Wild Folk⁣

from a spring shoot yesterday,

model: Anastasiia Lokkila

DREAM SERIES

“there’s something beautiful 

about keeping certain aspects of your life hidden. 

maybe people & clouds are beautiful 

because you can’t see everything.” 

― Kamenashi Kazuya

☁️

BUTTERFLY

"A power of Butterfly must be ~

The Aptitude to fly

Meadows of Majesty concedes

And easy Sweeps of Sky –"

Emily Dickinson

a lovely weekend to you!

(image inspired by artist Amy Judd)

DAYDREAM

"Daydreaming is its own reward."

~ Marty Rubin

mood on the last official day of holiday. 

just want to keep playin' :) 

x

SUMMER REIMAGINED

I feel thankful to my core

for the gift that is photography.

for time & a quiet house

at the beginning of the week

to breathe, dig inside

& imagine.

on this particularly dim & grey November day,

I fancied gathering my hem 

by the faint window light

& reimagine summer.

x

MOOD

"I can smell autumn

dancing in the breeze."

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SUMMER'S WISHES

in between tackling the laundry

& folding summer dresses into neat piles

ready to be slipped inside my suitcase,

i wanted to pop here briefly.  

i've been off for a few days now,

and although still at home,

simply a rest from all the humdrum of late

has painted new horizons inside the head...

we are off to italy for a few weeks,

& so curious to see 

what Tuscan & Umbrian stories await,

ones to also share with you when the time comes.

so for now,

a sweet summer to you,

whatever you are doing.

x

ANEMONE CORONARIA

here's to Sunday afternoons,

cups of coffee, music

& an escape into one's

digital darkroom.

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ADVENTURE

last seen, 

exploring...

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THE JOURNEY

"One day you finally knew

what you had to do, 

& began,

though the voices around you 

kept shouting their bad advice ~"

"though the whole house

began to tremble

& you felt the old tug

at your ankles."

"Mend my life"

each voice cried.

But you didn't stop.

"You knew what you had to do,

though the wind pried

with its stiff fingers

at the very foundations,

though their melancholy was terrible." 

"It was already late enough,

& a wild night,

& the road full of fallen branches and stones."

"But little by little,

as you left their voices behind,

the stars began to burn

through the sheets of clouds,

& there was a new voice 

which you slowly recognized as your own,"

"that kept you company

as you strode deeper & deeper

into the world,

determined to do

the only thing you could do ~"

"determined to save 

the only life you could save."

Words: Mary Oliver

Model: Ani Pinchuk

Muah: Stephanie Korhonen

© Rebecca Watson Photography

LATE-NIGHT EDIT

with 90 per cent of my memory card 

filling up with stuff for others this week

that needed to be vibrant, sharp and look like them,

the weekend comes and I'm gaaasping

to blur the lines, fade out the colours,

find comfort in what remains unseen. 

a little rummage through the hard drive

led to a late-night edit on those lines. 

⭐︎

“I have no advice for anybody; 

except to, you know, 

be awake enough 

to see where you are at any given time, 

& how that is beautiful, 

& has poetry inside.” 

- Jeff Buckely

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