Emma J Photo

Marian and I have got this thing going to where we will play phone tag for a couple of days talk on the phone for a couple of hours then repeat this a few months later… and the beauty of it is that we never change. We never grow any farther apart, we stay the same even as two totally different people.

I think everyone could use someone like this.

To me these pictures express Marian… her quorky-ness… her unique personality and her loving heart.

See more Marian  here and here

~emma~

These are a few prior to the event, and i think they are cute as could be

and some before the cake…

Elley and Annie are two of the SWEETEST most artsy, joy filled 16 year olds and I love being able to know them!

PS- I just happened to get there in PERFECT timing to get the AMAZING orange sun, in the perfect spot. It is my dream set up;)

have a lovely day!

~emma j~

She is my Sealion

A picture that focuses on those beautiful fine, bronze locks, has a BIG place in my book.

My dear sealion… our lives are distant…. but our hearts are close, despite it all.

Me and Sealion have many similarities in our tastes of art… for instance in the 6th grade we both were obsessed with Feist and Tegan & Sara.

and last night i was listening to Tegan & Sara and Feist, while thinking about my Sealion.  And i realized the lyrics were strangely relevant to my feelings toward her. or, i should say, my mind put them in such a way to seem so.  I instantly pulled up the gmail and typed out the lyrics as fast as i could as Feist and Tegan & Sara sang them.  I’d say it’s a whole new kind of art.

Dear sea lion,

Oh and im feeling directionless yes, but thats to be expected, and i know that best.  I want to draw you a floorplan of my hidden heart. I feel you in my heart. I felt you in my legs before i ever met you. we met but when i was so strange and likeable. I just want back in your head, im not unfaithful but ill stray, when i get a little scared. so sorry. I miss you now i guess like i should have missed you then. You cant just hop a plane and come and visit me again. but honey honey this is how my heart behaves: i feel it all.  The limit to my love is from The Water to The Park you are my past in present. you are my brandy alexander, you always get me into trouble, i hide that i am flattered.  I feel like a fool so im going to stop troubling you. take it i am yours.

Love,

~emma~