A dor de saber que sou um sussurro e que o mundo é silêncio.


How Breasts Can Look
A little while back, I made a post about the Reality of Nude Photos, and the public reaction that really surprised me in response was that it seemed like a lot of people had never actually seen a female body in different positions like that before. Lots of people didn’t believe that both of the images in that post were really me, because my breasts looked so different in the two pictures.
And that really stuck with me. Not any kind of frustration at the disbelief I received, but a genuinely eye-opening realization that people didn’t know what breasts can look like when they’re just flopped around in a picture or looked at from a different side. 
I certainly don’t have the same breasts as every other woman out there, so this is in no way meant to represent all of womankind. Not by a long shot. Breasts come in all shapes and sizes and each woman is unique in the way that they will stretch, sag, move, bounce, and so on. Women have different nipples, different sized areolae, and very differently shaped breasts. 
These are my breasts. 12 photos of them just hanging out and doing their thing. Every woman in the world could make this photo chart and it would be a little bit different each time. And in my opinion, that is one of the most wonderful and amazing things about the human body.
"a palavra se foi
vazou pelo furo da mangueira do gás
escorreu pelo ralo da banheira com a espuma
escapuliu dos cérebros pelos ouvidos humanos
evaporou pelos poros dos trabalhadores dos edifícios
despiu-se no papel dos discursos televisivos
mascarou-se nas metáforas esquecidas
suicidou-se com um tiro no céu da boca
enterrou-se para sempre no abismo da alma

eu a perdi
agora estou nua, muda
tenho apenas minhas mãos para me expressar" - Elisa Bartlett em "Deficiência Literária". 


I really miss these bedrooms


The exposed neck: from the accessory nerve (emerging) to the vocal fold.© Mosby/McMinn

Hand-signed communiqués of Bushmen warriors on the hunt; these signals are used for uniquely identifying the various threats and game in an area.Photos by Irven DeVore, 1965

Derek Jarman, Caravaggio, 1986.

Teus olhos são meus livros.
Que livro há aí melhor,
Em que melhor se leia
A página do amor?

Flores me são teus lábios.
Onde há mais bela flor,
Em que melhor se beba
O bálsamo do amor?

" - Livros e Flores, Machado de Assis. 

Cape Cod, MAJuly 2014