New York, I love you so.
You can see some of Melissa and Steven's Brooklyn engagement photos featured on Junebug Weddings
A New York Engagement
in Travel, Photography
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New York, I love you so.
You can see some of Melissa and Steven's Brooklyn engagement photos featured on Junebug Weddings
chili bowls and super bowls.
sunset drives through the tall crisp grass.
a ship's galley on land.
"to wives and lovers, may they never meet."
salvaged pieces from ships finding their final resting place.
skateboarding lessons after coffee and toast.
whiskery stowaways.
twilight zone time changes.
"well... never forget who you are and where you came from."
bird man.
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photos shot in bowdon, ga with agfa vista 200 35mm film
teaching little fingers how to advance camera shutters, frame shots and create.
flag football in muddy fields with the neighborhood boys.
reading fairytales in bed in diffused afternoon light with close i-already-trust-you cuddles.
bashful side eying turned hand holding turned cheek kissing.
driving west and back, welcomed by little arms and legs being wrapped around my limbs with insistent-genuine exclamations of being sorely missed, despite only recently meeting.
remembering georgia.
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photos shot in atlanta, ga with agfa vista 200 35mm film
A few film photos from a trip to Brooklin Maine around this time last year, which also included a trip to The WoodenBoat School.
Oh how I can't wait to go back in July and gain more inspiration for Tumblehome.
Despite being a lifelong Virginian, Maine is a state I could see myself calling home.
But then again, anywhere on the water is a place I call home.
Photos taken in Oxford, Maryland around this time last year.
A little waterfront town I will always be in love with.
I’d like to walk there again. It was so lonely— a nice kind of loneliness, and all grass and clover and soft sea air. — The Voyage of the Dawn Treader by C.S. Lewis
Shirt courtesy of Colo/Palo, photographed in The Burren, Ireland
"I am one of the searchers. There are, I believe, millions of us. We are not unhappy, but neither are we really content. We continue to explore life, hoping to uncover its ultimate secret. We continue to explore ourselves, hoping to understand. We like to walk along the beach, we are drawn by the ocean, taken by its power, its unceasing motion, its mystery and unspeakable beauty. We like forests and mountains, deserts and hidden rivers, and the lonely cities as well. Our sadness is as much a part of our lives as is our laughter. To share our sadness with one we love is perhaps as great a joy as we can know - unless it be to share our laughter.
We searchers are ambitious only for life itself, for everything beautiful it can provide. Most of all we love and want to be loved. We want to live in a relationship that will not impede our wandering, nor prevent our search, nor lock us in prison walls; that will take us for what little we have to give. We do not want to prove ourselves to another or compete for love.
For wanderers, dreamers, and lovers, for lonely men and women who dare to ask of life everything good and beautiful. It is for those who are too gentle to live among wolves." — James Kavanaugh || There Are Men Too Gentle to Live Among Wolves
Been traveling these wide roads for so long
My heart’s been far from you
Ten-thousand miles gone
Oh, I wanna come near and give ya
Every part of me
But there is blood on my hands
And my lips aren’t clean
In my darkness I remember
Momma’s words reoccur to me
"Surrender to the good Lord
And he’ll wipe your slate clean"
Take me to your river
I wanna go
Oh, go on
Take me to your river
I wanna know
Tip me in your smooth waters
I go in
As a man with many crimes
Come up for air
As my sins flow down the Jordan
Oh, I wanna come near and give ya
Every part of me
But there is blood on my hands
And my lips aren’t clean
Take me to your river
I wanna go
Go on,
Take me to your river
I wanna know
I wanna go, wanna go, wanna go
I wanna know, wanna know, wanna know
Wanna go, wanna go, wanna go
Wanna know, wanna know, wanna know
Wanna go, wanna go, wanna go
Wanna know, wanna know, wanna know
Take me to your river
I wanna go
Lord, please let me know
Take me to your river
I wanna know
—River by Leon Bridges
The blues of Lake Geneva, Switzerland are what inspired this cowl.
It's a place that's unreal in its beauty, one of the most stunning I've been to in my travels.
This piece is made from a yarn that I've had in my stash for so long that I no longer remember where it's from. But it's blue tones brought me back to those incredible views as soon as I saw it.
If you'd like to invest in this piece and be the owner of it's unique story you can do so by heading to the shop listing for it below
You can also see other OOAK Knits and there stories here.
Why one-of-a-kind?
These pieces are inspired by...
the places i’ve been,
the people i’ve met,
the words i’ve read,
the images i’ve created.
All of which are unique, to themselves, their own, one-of-a-kind.
Much like you are.
I believe that your clothing, what you wear, says a lot about you.
It adds to your story, your make-up, who you are as an individual.
And so, shouldn’t those pieces in and of themselves hold a story all their own?
I think so.
That’s why my knitwear is one-of-a-kind.
Each design is a piece of art.
Each piece tells a story.
Of a person. A place. An experience. An idea.
When you own one of these pieces you are the only one to own it.
Aside from me, the creator, you hold it’s story.
You are now the caretaker of it’s story.
And it, in turn, becomes a part of yours.
The Stories The Things We Own Tell.
I think they're terribly important, though often overlooked.
I find that the things we invest in are the things we cherish and value most. Which in turn speaks to what kind of individual we are. What we put stock in. Who we want to be.
You can also read more about why here.
// Photos by Meagan Abell //