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User Image inkedfingers Posted: Sep 5, 2012 3:34 PM (UTC)
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Picking fruits! So much of the produce is locally grown! Amazing!! #inkedfingersadventures #inkedfingersfood

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User Image inkedfingers Posted: Jan 22, 2018 4:41 AM (UTC)

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My first yoga class I will never forget. I came away with a splitting headache, a buzz, a drive to understand, to learn, to do more. It was a crack of a door of light, having sat in stillness so long. Over the years yoga has taught me the importance of breath, of accepting that exactly what I have is enough and that to be in my body, to fall so deeply inside of myself is to acknowedge that we are each on our own path. I watch you live your life and you watch me and parallel paths my darling friend, all of these notes to self and self-reflections and incantations and ... the stillness found with my face and hair falling to the floor, barely touching my toes standing on that mat, an upside down perspective on all the world has to offer: This has become my religion. There is so much beauty in the quietude inside those candle-lit walls where each of our breaths fall into our own rhythm and we each struggle with things so great but we each decide to step on the mat and breathe past it, through it...Tonight I could have been elsewhere but I chose to sit on this mat. Sometimes the most difficult decisions are the most rewarding .
I met him and his bff on the 52nd floor of Roppongi Hills Observatory Deck. They kindly agreed to do a mini photoshoot. He’s in a band (she was there visiting but also a student) and I was eager to speak to them when I heard English coming from their direction! So much fun to be had in photographing perfect strangers. #ifportrait #tokyofashion #inkedfingersadventures #japan #tokyo #mensfashion #makeportraits #fashion #fashionblogger #travelblogger #travel #fashion #tokyotower
User Image inkedfingers Posted: Jan 19, 2018 5:13 AM (UTC)

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光のために
Hikari no tame ni. Why would properties other than water behave differently than water when a current is passed through? When a pebble is dropped into the well of us, why would those words, that gesture, those glances not have any less impact than if we were water itself? The ripples of who we are and what we do are far reaching, whether we think we are “somebody” or not. A great Rabbi once said when you save a life it’s as if you’re saving an entire generation, maybe an entire Universe. Why not the opposite then? To not look outside of ourselves is to perhaps destroy an entire generation. Grace... here... we can not give it to anyone if we don’t receive it first, so tonight I give it to you.... I throw a pebble of quietude and peace and a listening ear and thoughtfulness and all that goes unsaid that you might need, into the well of you... may you feel the light that
You
are.
User Image inkedfingers Posted: Jan 18, 2018 7:28 AM (UTC)
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My goodness I found inspiration in the smallest of places in Tokyo, in a flight of stairs, words on a sign, a wooden door against the grey concrete, the swirl of a spiral staircase or the way the evening light flowed down an alleyway. I relate to these lines so very well I find I cannot separate myself from them.... #ohtokyo #inkedfingersadventures #carlirene #japan #architecture #tokyovibes #travel #travelblog
User Image inkedfingers Posted: Jan 17, 2018 8:49 PM (UTC)
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The land of the rising sun, in me.
I’m posting a few Tokyo street portraits on @_carli. It was exhilarating, inspiring, learning how to say “May I take your portrait?” in Japanese and flowing with the Tokyo vibe. #ifportrait #ifwinter #carlirene #inkedfingersadventures
User Image inkedfingers Posted: Jan 17, 2018 12:45 AM (UTC)

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the light fell on the other side of the street
as i was dying
to meet
new voices and creative minds
hearts though broken
don’t know how to leave a mystery behind
give me your melody
i’ll sum it up
then we’ll part ways
words all over this city
unspoken, voices both un and afraid
shoes, deliberately chosen
for this clean street
b b beats from America
clatter across directions marked on concrete
for people look not so much up but down
polite is the rumor
so so So quiet even in the loud
in this fragile town
#sameinkdifferentday #inkedfingersadventures #travelblogger #tokyo #japan
User Image inkedfingers Posted: Jan 16, 2018 11:58 PM (UTC)

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I’ve been keeping an art journal along the journey... to say how much I love it here in the Tokyo area, the people, the quietude, the details, the streets, the muted tones, ooooh man. #sameinkdifferentday . #inkedfingersadventures #carlirene #japan #tokyo #handwritten #artistsoninstagram
User Image inkedfingers Posted: Jan 11, 2018 5:13 PM (UTC)
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Japan feels like the perfect city to hide in, to get lost in. I’ve been using old school maps to map out my day then with my T-mobile plan I have unlimited data overseas. That’s been working out for the most part- except trying to upload pics haha. For maps and apps it’s been great. Eric said to me before I left when you leave the country it’s almost like you haven’t left because of how connected we are. With that in mind I’ve tried to keep to my usual “anti-socialness” haha in not texting much or getting on FB to only the nights. My taking portraits of people on the streets has been so exhiliarating. Somehow I feel so much more alive with a camera in my hands, watching people who for the most part understand my broken Japanese, when I ask them to smile... tense, hands clasped in front - click - and me: “Sagoy!” and they melt. “Fabulous!” The second photo is almost always better. I try to ignore the “No thank yous” ha because usually the next person says “Hai!” with a sheepish grin. A lot more to explore... I rented a room AirBnB and not the whole house because I wanted a local’s help and the owners, Anton and Yoshi, have been great. I come home exhausted from having walked so damn much, tried to understand a people and language and menus and customs, fill a boiling bath and almost fall asleep — 3 nights now the same. So excited to shift Airbnbs tomorrow, eat some more ramen and see Shibuya crossing , supposedly one of the busiest largest intersections! Grateful. Exhausted but grateful. I wamt to post a blog here soon. Have a great day! Sionara! Ps: I know only a few phrases in Japanese but it’s great to see (obviously with my blonde hair haha) sticking out like a sore thumb in Japan how positively people respond to even an attempt to speak their language. One regret: not learning more conversational Japanese.... #notestoself #inkedfingersadventures #tokyo #japan
User Image inkedfingers Posted: Jan 10, 2018 5:56 PM (UTC)
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User Image inkedfingers Posted: Jan 9, 2018 10:23 AM (UTC)

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#inkedfingersadventures The Land of the Rising Sun, sooo long later • 2 hr flight delay • flight stewardesses that hand-drew me a map of Tokyo with Japanese words • turblence that made me whisper prayers to Emiliana (haha now but not so much then :) • wrong train and right train and rice crackers and dried seaweed and the best damn coffee inflight and 1 full book read and here i am • So grateful to be here finishing up photos for @projectpeached’s memoir!
User Image inkedfingers Posted: Jan 8, 2018 4:31 PM (UTC)
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My darling friend Renee and I recently spoke of the relativity of time once you have a child. I have mom days where the phone stays at a distance. I have work days when she’s in school and I’m frantically trying to edit everything and be everywhere and do everything. Today I am 7 days without her. I did not know I could lose myself so much in her. I’ve traveled with her so much since she’s been born and her Dad has too— she’s been to Israel and Denver and Rome and Venice. To be in these airports now without her feels a bit of a vacuum and I walk around trying to stand tall but my hand misses her little hand and how she runs and squeals and makes messes of everything, because with her, messes are OK. With E ten times longer to complete a task doesn’t mean a loss of time but moments gained to learn, to be. There suddenly is permission for my snail pace when a child is in tow. There’s a kid’s book called the Quiet Book that talks about “jellyside down quiet” and “last one to leave school quiet” and “swimming underwater quiet” and here now, it’s “Carli without her heart quiet”. Six days in Tokyo is a beautiful time to one’s self and not a moment goes by I don’t realize this. It’s “Carli putting her phone down quiet” and standing on a crowded foreign street quiet and eating foods and listening to indeterminable foreign words quiet. It’s the ultimate treasure hunt ... ... it’s a finding ... Anyway, thank you for listening to my heart. How can it feel heavy and light at the same time??
User Image inkedfingers Posted: Jan 6, 2018 4:04 PM (UTC)

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“music will ask for it
color will show for it
like soft light there
relent
the child did”
// as i was writing this, this morning i couldn’t shake from my heart this beginner’s mind that a child has... everything in life, every circumstance we approach begs for us to approach it with the eyes of a child, as if it was the first time we’d seen it, heard it, felt it, and yet... time, the most natural circumstance on this planet, spins against us and we are asked at the same time to live in the present with years of experiences under our belt, wisdom, grace, fortitude, knowing, and yet... not be jaded by all that has not been on our side. How? Why? When? Music, art, asks for it. Color, our energy will show for it, and relent we must to this: although we’ve heard this lyric a thousands times we must attune our ears to the single chord that is not the same, the single thread in this tapestry that begsfor us to look again. Our lives~ hope, all that is true and good and what the world spins around because of ~ rests on this thought.... the child in us.
User Image inkedfingers Posted: Jan 3, 2018 3:03 PM (UTC)
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A photo of a photo, 35mm, circa 2005 somewhere in northern Georgia. The first time I felt darkness. Have you ever felt darkness? There was this path deep in the woods and I could not turn back. How can so much light be in so much darkness... .... maybe that is the only place light can ever be found...
User Image inkedfingers Posted: Jan 3, 2018 12:03 PM (UTC)

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#notestoself “Social media is responsible for the degredation of our society” my sister said she read one of the FB founders said in an interview. What if we fully understood that we are each on our own path and what if social media somehow took that away from us, made us believe MAKEs us believe something that is so so far from the truth. Appearance vs reality to the enth degree. But what if our minds are not capable of comprehending this to the enth degree and so we demand things that should not be demanded of anyone in the light of “Here, this isnt for you, but it is for you.” Send our soul to 1 million followers and wait for the right match to appear, the one that is incapable of ascertaining it isn’t for you. But if it is always for us, because we are reading it and it says “you” and it strikes us the wrong way and our political or moral or whatever obligations are struck the wrong way so we unfollow or unlike or gasp or change our entire day because of one line in one post on one day (maybe not even meant to be directed at our one heart) how fucked up is that? So we make space, we take a breath before reacting to things we don’t understand the right way because what if, what if those thoughts that pop into our head at that exact moment we read those words (the words that might not even be for us) trigger something not so good in us.... it is a psychological mind fuck to the enth degree. So if we, in light of this ambiguity, could breathe, despite the feelings we might not undertand, could connect, to the people that truly strum our heart strings the way that feels as if our heart should beat.... and not overreact to things we simply do not understand.... if we could reach through the phone and say “No matter what this looks like or sounds like or feels like and no matter what is going on in your own head or heart, YOU matter to me.” What a world we would live in... because at our core I believe there is light, good, in every one of us and that light wants to be acknowledged. Who will we be, the one to see it? The one to stoke it? The one to admit our light too, has dwindled over the years? “We need old songs and new songs, but people more thananything else
I look at a photo like this and think “How many lights on set? How much planning and prep went into this? How many lenses and where is the location and how many assistants and where did the bike come from and the wardrobe?” The truth: almost no prep, ie: 20 mins on a pinterest board. The lights: only the moon andJean’s car. (If you look close enough you can see her mini in the background. The trick was just leveraging the right angle!) The lenses: two, but I primarily shot with one. The wardrobe: Jeans @chair_story . The bike and model: a friend who also happens to be a ridiculously talented artist who owns a bike. @lilysnodgrass // The root of the root and the bud of the bud and the Truth: If you want to make art, you will find a way. #ifportrait #carlirene #makeportraits #austin #texas #motobabes #motorcycle #fashion
User Image inkedfingers Posted: Jan 1, 2018 6:58 PM (UTC)

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light
ask for it
the secret will go there
walk
breath, like music
star people can color
will show
soft days
for then
deep
did this bad
spring away
#sameinkdifferentday #magneticpoetry #carlirene #ifwinter #poetsofinstagram #poetryisnotdead #poem