“There is no use trying” said Alice, “One can’t believe impossible things”.
“I dare say you haven’t had much practice” said the Queen. “When i was your
age, I always did it for an hour a day. Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many
as six impossible things before breakfast.”
-Lewis Carroll-
a sublime love story…years ago as i made my way through the corridors of art school…i was shy, painfully shy…a very sweet girl smiled at me in class & we became fast friends…sometime after that we were room-mates….we witnessed each other evolve…we took photographs & laughed, bathed in red light & fixer…and talked about the boys that tugged at our heart strings…and so the story begins….i remember when leah met duncan….we would listen to mazzy star on the tape deck & wait for him to take her away on the back of his bike towards the rest of her life….he was her true love…
“Ride It On”
Ride it on baby,
Into my view
Ride it on baby,
Into your side
Ride it on baby
Just like you used to do
Did you want me to love you, well,
I’m just here for the call
And you said that you’re so low, well,
I won’t really do you any harm
Won’t you ride it on baby,
Just like you used to do
There’s no love that you’re over feeling
And you still want to be with me
But you’re leaving like you said that you would
I’m waiting for the call
And you love like you always say now
But you know it won’t do you any harm
Ride it on baby,
Just like you said that you would
Oh then ride it on baby,
Just like you know it’s understood
Ride it on baby,
It’s still into your view
Ride it on baby,
I only want to be with you
I’m dreaming that you’re going far,
And you lie, take and whine
Won’t you ride it on baby,
But you’re so heavy for the price
Ride it on baby,
Just like you said that you would
MAZZY STAR
in her words…a kiss & tell….or rather a love & tell….
“you said that you love me baby, ride it on — always reminds me of the wind on Divisadero street and in the silent hum of cars in the night I sat waiting and wanting the roar of his motorcycle to be screaming my name on his way passed , under my window, his lips on my breath against the glass of my window and the tiny piece of paper that held my number to the leather strap of his seat holding on and tracing his steps like my finger on the edges of his lips and my cheek against his cheek my hair blowing around his face into the night”
LEAH MACDONALD
leah & duncan have been happily married & journeyed through life’s ups & downs for the past fifteen years…they have two beautiful boys & are still wrapped around each other’s hearts…they have matching tattooed wedding bands & a beautiful home in philadelphia…i have been photographing leah for twenty years…it’s been a beautiful work in progress…a true collaboration….a friendship….
leah is an artist, a wife & mother, & a wonderful friend…xoxo
getting away on your wedding day is just like everything else, we all do it a little differently….whether you are canoodling in an antique car on horseback or strolling off arm & arm, the most important thing to remember is how wonderful it is to have a few moments alone with your new husband…the day will fly by….your friends & family full of good wishes & love will swirl around you & before you know it your wedding day will come to an end…its really a metaphor for life…things are always swirling around us…its so important to make a little time for the love of your life…sounds obvious but you’ll be surprised how life can get in the way of your plans…so hold hands & kiss you man (or woman) & get away with the one you love…trust me, you’ll be glad you did…xoxoxoxoxo
for morning light & fresh flowers…xoxo
Crazy Love
I can hear her heart beat for a thousand milesÂ
And the heavens open every time she smilesÂ
And when I come to her that's where I belongÂ
Yet I'm running to her like a river's songÂ
She give me love, love, love, love, crazy loveÂ
She give me love, love, love, love, crazy loveÂ
She's got a fine sense of humor when I'm feeling low downÂ
And when I come to her when the sun goes downÂ
Take away my trouble, take away my griefÂ
Take away my heartache, in the night like a thief
She give me love, love, love, love, crazy loveÂ
She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love
VAN MORRISON
one of my new year’s resolutions was to learn something new…i am so happy to say that i have learned encaustic painting…and i was taught by my amazing friend & wax artist Leah MacDonald…i spent the weekend in my studio melting wax & pouring it over some of my favorite photographs…i felt like an artist & a little kid all at once…i am smitten….i think my images have met their mate…i am now working on creating a body of encaustic work….if you are interested in owning a handmade encaustic piece of art, please contact me directly (info@elizabethmessina.com)…and is you are interested in turning your own images into encaustic art visit WAXWORKSPHOTO….and for those of you with the time & inclination your can hire LEAH to come to your studio & teach you all the beautiful secrets of hot bees wax…so now on to my next resolution…more balance in my life…wish me luck…xoxoxo
“I have a dream that my four little children will one
day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the
color of their skin but by the content of their character.”
Martin Luther King Jr
