Update

Hi there,

I am sorry I haven't updated my flickr account nor my blog in such a long time! I know it's no excuse but school and many other things have taken a lot of space right now in my schedule. Hopefully I will be coming back for sure updating you all with new work.

But if you're interested, you can follow me in instagram:
@lovelyroads

If you're interested in following my personal account, this is it:
@anasantoni.

Thank you and sorry for the disappearance!
Love,
Ana.

hola 2013, bienvenido

2012 was great.

2013 will be even greater. 

“I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes.

Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You're doing things you've never done before, and more importantly, you're Doing Something.

So that's my wish for you, and all of us, and my wish for myself. Make New Mistakes. Make glorious, amazing mistakes. Make mistakes nobody's ever made before. Don't freeze, don't stop, don't worry that it isn't good enough, or it isn't perfect, whatever it is: art, or love, or work or family or life.

Whatever it is you're scared of doing, Do it.

Make your mistakes, next year and forever.”
― Neil Gaiman

instagram

I made myself an instagram - follow me!

My username is @anasantoni.

Patriacing Payatot

Photos corresponding to Week 17, 18 & 19. 

"When we want something badly enough, do we not convince ourselves that it is meant for us? When we fall in love, do we not think it inevitable that the other person must return the feeling?" Cristina Pantoja Hidalgo

shine bright

These are my pictures corresponding to the Week 15 and the Week 16 of my 52 project. 

childhood yearning

{ twelve / fifty two }

"Your best friends become your worst enemies. Lollipops turn into cigarettes. The innocent ones turn into sluts. Homework goes in the trash. Cell phones are used in class. Detention becomes suspension. Soda become vodka. Underwear turn into thongs. Kisses turn into sex. Remember when getting high meant swinging in the playground? When protection meant wearing a helmet? When the worst things you could get from boys were cooties? When Dad's shoulders were the highest place on earth and Mum was your hero? Your worst enemies were your siblings. Race issues were about who ran the fastest? War was only a card game, the only drug you knew was cough medicine and wearing a skirt didn't make you a whore. The only things that hurt you were skinned knees and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? The only drama you knew of was Romeo and Juliet. The only thing you could cheat in was games, and players were only for sports, not relationships. The only curse word you knew was "shut up". The only way we could change was with clothes and not ourselves. And to think we couldn't wait to grow up."

eleven / fifty two

Hi! These are some photos I took today for my 52 project. I ended up using the first one. I actually had planned out another picture with another concept but for some external problems I couldn't shoot it, so I am planning to do it for next week's. I hope you like these pictures! 

ten / fifty two.

My fifty two of the week. 

I liked better how the sparks came out in this one.

Maria

A few shots I took this past weekend. 

red

We love those who fit the peculiar voids within us, our hollow wounds. 

We love to fill the spaces the old loves left behind.

Just trying new things.