Glass,
Cold on my hand
As I swallow slowly
The drink and pain blend
Muted images, moving all over me
Making me weightless, making me dizzy
Why am I here again, knowing I don’t belong?
I keep on letting myself go, never firm, never strong
Ah, I am already crowded, no room for more
The last stop before home, my “temple” the store
The glass and my face on it
I hate what I see
If I could only drown in it
Floating like a bee
Blurred, foggy faces,
Distorted through the smoke
Acting out of their misery
Embittered by the joke
As the last spice on a failed soup
I join in with despair,
Always up for yet another scoop
Once left alone, already a pair
Ah, I am already crowded, no room for more
The last stop before home, my “temple” the store
October 5, 2008
Fashion For Environment!
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Travelling back in time (revisited)
Albanian woman in ottoman inherited wear with a pot
The Unicorn
Entrapped in her passion...
The Lady with Torn Stockings (New)
Pulling up her dignity
Lady Butterfly
Woman-insect in a dress inspired by butterflies
Cone-Head
Hiding in the backyard
The Insect Ecstasy
Black evening dress with insect accessories
Gaslight
Woman in a dress with fluorescent structure to resemble gas rings
Press In Fashion
The "News" Dress
Anti-gravity
Two layered dress and bag with extensions: Copying surfaces of construction materials to create light weight designs and accessorize. (Deconstruction project)
Cassandra
Only link to circus in 1990's KS
Roman's Today
Modern outfit inspired by roman details
Cigarette (detail)
Soruce idea of the "Cigarette" serie, inspired by the heavy smoking kosovar society
Cigarette
1. Woman entrapped in her own passion
Mademoiselle
Black velvet evening dress with chiffon layering
The Kosovar Mix
Camouflaged "Plis" with handcrafted black dress. (A message to copy-pasters: Folk wear cannot be copied but it can be inspiring)
Passion Dance
Love dance with imaginary partner
Suzanna
The Lady which means a lot to me :-)
Japanese Female Robot
Mixture of traditional japanese elements and technology.
Frosting
Winter clothing: Movement in the “Barbie camouflage” room.
Pearls And Sexuality
Fake pearls and real attitude or is it the other way around?!
1 comment:
Really heart breaking. I shivered when I read this poem for the first time. You're a true artist Linda, and really gifted, never forget that.
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