Honesty.

Honesty..

I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the look in people’s eyes when they realize they’re in love. I love the way people look when they first wake up and they’ve forgotten their surroundings.

I love the gasp people take when their favorite character dies. I love when people close their eyes and drift to somewhere in the clouds. I fall in love with people and their honest moments all the time. I fall in love with their breakdowns and their smeared makeup and their daydreams. Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words.

The happiness and the sadness.

How to be a hummingbird

Yaki

In a forest where tall palms trail brown skirts of discarded leaves and hornbills break the atmosphere above the canopy with a rush of air like a giant shaking sheets of cardboard, we walked to find the monkeys with feet as light as possible and muscles tense with expectation.  The air was heavy and pressed damply on our skin as the cicadas swelled to fever pitch and dead wood crumbled underfoot with muffled groans, and the slightest incline left us gasping, but determined to continue.  Pigs ran alongside us for a while, keeping us company in our domesticity as we walked towards the wild.

The first monkey was black hair and pink skin retreating, taunting us with his unhurried, effortless stride as he melted back into the green.  Then, as if to order and with a suddenness that stopped us in our tracks, we were outnumbered by curious faces, heads…

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Art of Conservation Exhibition and Fundraiser this Friday November 22nd!

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Art of Conservation Exhibition and Fundraiser this Friday November 22nd!

There are only a few tickets left and the event starts at 6pm sharp! We look forward to sharing and celebrating our work with you.

http://www.art-of-conservation.org/pratt

PRATT MANHATTAN
144 West 14th St
CCPS Gallery 2nd floor