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Watch now as the heart of the earth surrenders to the Mother's hand. Laying it down slowly, she lulls it to transform. Revealing dimension in the space between it's past known life and the illusion of oncoming death she comforts it's fears with a soft blanket of white.

She assures with her touch,

A RETURN TO LIGHT.

 Styling:

Lilith Rentzel

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Photography:

Tifani Truelove

Model:

Evelyn Kunce

Third Eye:

Melissa Shine

ConstrVctive Delusions

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Invoking a trance of synth- pop wizardry, Brooklyn based musician Alain Paradis conjures a sound that exists somewhere between the smokey shadows of summer beats and the orchestral chill of a season fleeing.

Futuristic progressions collide with unfurling ambience

summoning delusions of a NYC that might have been.

Listen to it loud:

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The Enchanted

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I don't remember much from my childhood.

However,

I recall my Omni, my paternal grandmother, talking a lot about the time she spent in New Mexico.

I was never really clear about what she was doing there or how she ended up there but the light that illuminated from her when she spoke of the place seemed more important to me then the details.

I have always been ignited by the spark that dwells in my father's mother and because of her

I was born enchanted;

from a line of wild hearted wanderers.

Naturally, New Mexico called.

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Well, technically Carly Valentine called.

" I need to go west,"

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" Where are you going to go?"

I waited for the response but I knew exactly where she was headed.

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About two years ago I began working with coins.

I incorporated them into my alters and found a way to use them in my yoga practice.

Counting my then 26, now 28, soon 29 daily sun salutations.

I had begun dreaming about coins a few years before this practice became apparent though.

In the dreams,

I would often be traveling and I would land in a river filled with coins

or they would rain down on me or I would find one that held a special symbol.

A lot of my karma in this life seems centered around clearing past relationships with money.

However, my relationship with coins might also be directly connected to shiny copper on worn leather.

My Omni's penny loafers.

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It might also have something to do with my 11th summer.

Our car broke down on 83 south

leaving us no choice but to take foot.

I remember noticing it about her before;

 she always seemed to be looking towards the earth, as if searching for something.

 I remember that specific day especially though because she found a coin along the side of the highway.

 On both sides of the large coin showcased a different sexual position involving

a man and a woman in union.

She extracted such joy out of it,

as if she had finally found what she had been looking for,

laughing with us at the awkward obscurity.

The magic that coin presented...

the wonder it offered to us as she leaned down to claim her treasure,

the support she had found,

almost as if it were a sign,

and the power it held as it transformed the road into a poetic metaphor for self discovery.

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I had started coming into contact with a lot of New Mexico quarters the months before Carly Valentine reached out to me.

I would hold them and imagine myself uniting with the desert light.

I would admire their details, take notes of their symbols,

feel their weight.

By paying attention to small moments like this, the connections that exist in cosmic details,

I have become really good at what the story teller calls "foreshadowing" .

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So when Carly Valentine responded,

"New Mexico"

it was no surprise to either of us that I had been preparing for that road to open.

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The road was meant to unite us.

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With no desire to get lost in controlling the details

it was clear we were being called

to realize the dream.

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With our eyes on the earth,

We surrendered ourselves to the road.

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A trust in what lied ahead,

as the illusions of plans seemed to be transformed by

the map's abandon,

the skies changing tide,

deep red wine.

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A release of what lied behind,

as turning around would prevent one's eyes from witnessing the bleeding horizons

as the sun cracked itself open and spilled onto the dirt.

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Revealing its inner most illuminations,

baptizing us into divine sacred union

and

penetrating our darkest, most personal rhythms.

A new way of being...

that of the truly enchanted.

Words can not describe how truly enchanted I am, Carly Valentine.

Thank you.

 

Wrong Side of the Tracks
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Dark leather,

long hair.

Tough skin,

distant stare.

Bones and bells

and eyes that tell,

Night sky stories;

tales of black.

She follows as they lead her

to the wrong side of the track.

Styling and Photography:

Tifani Truelove

Model:

Amber Elaine

We Belong To The Wild.

The sultry voices of harmonic women sit on heavy heavens and you find yourself intoxicated by the feeling that you have been under this spell once before.

A combination of earth and air,

the soulful female vocals call to your spirit while the american feel of the pedal steel brings you back to earth,

speaking to every dream you have ever had of exploring the wild unknown.

The spacious electric guitar is carried by a deep rhythm section and you notice

both your soul and your body are being invoked, are being moved.

Every harmony answering your call and every beat posing a question,

The Wild Hymns truly belong to the wild.

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If you also belong to the wild hearted join this tribe's journey through indie-folk-jazz-blues enchantment .

 Follow the call;

This Friday, November 21st,

at The Holy Hound Taproom in York from 9-12p

the band releases their self- titled debut album of original songs.

You can also check out their website at

TheWildHymns.com

or tune into their facebook page to stay intrigued.

The Song Remains The Same.

I had the honor of filling the role of Maid of Honor at my best friend's wedding this summer. What an amazing space to hold for someone who means so much to me. I have known her for many years and to see her this happy means more to me than anything else. The love that expanded through out the day and into the evening, the love that reverberates even now and into infinity, is the love that makes those who are not blood call each other family. It is deep. You can feel it in the bones of one's being, the closeness, the loyalty, the strength of what can exist between two people..and the ways that can affect everyone involved. This kind of love spreads. I am outrageously happy to be a part of it. I have watched it grow in such an intimate way and am inspired to see it expand. Thank you Meghan and Adam for loving so freely. May your hearts be abundantly blessed with ecstatic life experience and may the song forever remain the same.           6329003663290030 copy  _MG_0993 _MG_1033    _MG_1054 _MG_1049 _MG_1064 copy _MG_1082 copy63290009 copy      63290011 copy 63290014 copy      63290024

Most of these images shot on 35mm film.

A special thanks to Bianca Cordova for offering her gift of sight to this day with me.

Check out her work at Biancacordovaphotography.com

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1912010_10202993899114027_3288108455786546972_n I started working on this project with a friend in the spring. Our first trip being the Ridge Road Run. I rode on the back of a long haired, leather wearing, road warrior's hard tail after establishing long enough eye contact to know I could trust him and then held on for dear life. I would let go long enough to catch a shot of the madness that provoked the dust and take a moment to fall into it's disorienting spell . I am not sure if it was trusting a total stranger with my life, not having front brakes, or the shock to my spinal chord but I gained a deeper respect for living within those couple of hours shared between us. I gained a deeper understanding of the bond created between two wheels, and found strength in the resiliency that keeps us going on the most painful of paths. It was by far one of my favorite memories of this summer and honestly there are so many fucking good ones.

( Summer recap post coming soon...)

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This project lead me to a lot of really beautiful and unexpected experiences;most involving men my father's age and all revealing a little bit of truth about the object and the power it holds. As strangers open their garage doors to me or shared insight about their machine I witnessed the relationship that is developed between a man and his motorcycle. I began to understand a lot about what strength can lie within the material. As I listened to the stories each man had about their dedication to these time worn, american made machines,I became aware of the sacrifices one is willing to make for the relationship, the time one is willing to dedicate to it, the bonds that can be created within the love for it, and the lifestyle that is developed because of it.

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The relationship becomes so apparent as I look back now at the shots of each man's individual way of riding. The placement of his hands on the machine, the facial expressions the wind forces out of him or the way he takes the turn. Each movement or decision made while participating with the object revealing a clue about the truth of the individual.

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It is with absolute joy that I take part in this project and with absolute gratitude I invite the revelations the participation brings.

Ladies and Gentlemen...

ISSUE ONE OF 4 Speed Magazine is available at 4speedmagazine.bigcartel.com .

Only 100 made.

May the road continue to unite us. 

Cosmic order
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The process of creating this series was so extremely powerful for me.

I was working with Britta Pollard, the model for the first time.

I had an extremely busy week and wanted to cancel more than anything so I could rest. However, I decided it was against the best interest of art to do so.

I had no idea how the scene was going to come together as I had not been inspired by anything I was pulling and could not figure out wardrobe at all.

I did not know anything about the details, I just knew I had to show up.

So I did.

We got to the studio and I observed as it began to unfold.

The scene began to take shape, the character began to form. Britta, the model, Lucy Sarah, my third eye, and myself merged minds within the space and then blew that mind to oblivion.

What I thought was going to be a giant fail, ended up being perfectly psychedelic and it just got better.

We shot two different scenes, one which has not yet been revealed.

I got the film back a few days later and was elated with the results.

It is truly amazing what can happen when I show up and the importance of showing up was confirmed when almost immediately after I got this roll back, Sunshine Gallery called me to be a part of a pop up show.

When I asked them what the theme was they told me it was "Space Lounge".

They had no idea but I had the perfect series to show!

The event was amazing and it was the first time my lover, Joe Martin, and myself had the opportunity to show together.

Lesson Learned.

The resistance to creating space conducive to creating can sometimes be daunting but I am consistently shown within the workings of cosmic order that the energy carries.

We are but channels for the creation.

Keep on creating,cosmic travelers.

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All images shot on 35mm film

Model: Britta Pollard

Hair: Rachel Allen Dennis

Mua: Leah Rose Kolakowski

Third Eye: Lucy Sarah

Encountering the shadow

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 Seldom seen,

often denied;

Her heart is tied to the shadow moon.

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 She veils herself as

"the other",

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and so she would have us believe,

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But upon deeper scrying

she is revealed as,

"the self".

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Swimming in the depths of illusion,

she brings truth to those willing to bring her  light.

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"I am a forest, and a night of dark trees:
but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses."

- Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra

This is a series of photographs I took of the photographer, Leah Rose Kolakowski.

Shot on expired 35mm film.