I Still Don't Know What Love Means
The pages of a 4 year ongoing art project. Photo journals (Volumes I, II, III & IV so far) chronicling the struggle to understand love gained and love lost, and the everyday subtle heartaches and simple beauty that.. well, confuse me. And move me.
Thursday, May 23, 2013
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Hope may be a fickle thing at times.. it can prolong our suffering and fool us into many things. And even though the truth may be that love isn't fair, or even kind sometimes, and perhaps fairness doesn't really exist, we all still need hope. We need to believe, to hold desperately onto the possibility that things can be better, because sometimes... they actually turn out that way. And that is worth the risk. -Erin Forquer
Monday, May 20, 2013
Find the places, and people, who celebrate you exactly as you are. And if you can't find them around you, then let me apologize for the world... we all too often don't recognize beauty when we desperately need it. -Erin Forquer
I only know my story, not yours. It's okay if you stay. But I will go where all of me is celebrated, wherever I am met in fields and celebrated. - Emily Maynard
Thursday, May 16, 2013
One day you'll wake up... hard, face down on the concrete. Your body will ache, but it will be nothing compared to the pain that exists deep within your heart. And eventually, when the scabs form and the scars settle in, you'll realize the only thing gained from loving a certain person is the knowledge gained from what you don't want. i hope you find whatever peace you can in that truth. -Erin Forquer
Monday, April 29, 2013
Monday, April 15, 2013
Monday, March 4, 2013
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
Sunday, January 27, 2013
Saturday, January 19, 2013
Monday, January 14, 2013
Saturday, January 12, 2013
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
Monday, December 17, 2012
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
Sunday, December 9, 2012
I might be fragile, but I am also mendable. Sometimes, I have to remind myself of that.
There are so many fragile things, after all.
People break so easily, and so do dreams and hearts.
-Neil Gaiman
Sunday, December 2, 2012
Saturday, December 1, 2012
Saturday, November 17, 2012
Saturday, November 10, 2012
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Sunday, October 28, 2012
Saturday, October 20, 2012
Life is ambiguous. So live your questions now. Because the answers will not be revealed until they make the least amount of sense.
Art is a lie that tells the truth. -Picasso
Life is a contradiction. The best you can do is try to find beauty in the pain. -Erin Forquer
Monday, October 15, 2012
Friday, October 12, 2012
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