it's time

to say hi again.
we've been away again.
we've moved around a bit again.
we are missing you, once more.

there have been some pauses in certain endeavors and a rapid gushing in others.
-photography for the spirit of the photograph has been paused.*
-music for the spirit of making music has also been paused.*
-a new journal has been started.-pages for the epic have sprouted, though they emerge in no particular order and have not been alotted value as of yet.**


*efforts are being made to overcome the obstacle and free photo and sound from their shackles.
**we have not yet decided whether to begin sharing or to hoard said pages of epic. we're fans of hoarding but we like attention as well.

that is all.
here's an old picture:

a note from rosa:

you should probably listen to the back pockets. they are amazing.

eva with spirit horse

easter

burnt paper (2)

wings

glass

burnt paper

climb. faster.

we march on

there was a terrible quake. we fell from the tree. and when it was over there was a silence. a silence no child could bear. i pressed my head to the television set, turned the volume up, but it was never enough. you could hear it on the street but i could never break the still that had fallen over my home, the silent din that deafened me.

eva's cardboard foyer

shavergrrl.blogspot.com

eva's got her own blog now for her sometimes sweet sometimes raunchy comic SHAVERGRRL! be careful. there are four letter words and feminist notions lurking around every corner and behind each big eye. don't say we didn't warn you.