art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life - picasso

I am ashamed of myself. Of my body, of my laziness. I used to be a ballerina, and have a dancer's physique. I was always muscular, never tiny, but what I wouldn't give to not feel that I must clone stamp the hell out of a picture of me to get it postable:



this rant also corresponds with the purchase of a new dslr camera, which I am itching to break in, and the loss of my muse. I am feeling very uninspired.



(that's me, posing very uninspired-ly)

so, here are some pictures I have seen lately that have inspired me-


-- from nudie head - (?)

and


-- from Indy Charlie - (?)

and


-- from abhayah~ - (?)

which is part of her read set.

so I am going to try to pick a word and take a series of photos representing that word. maybe that will help inspire.

your thoughts?