MANHATTAN / BROOKLYN 6.26.17

6.26.17

I currently have 63$ in my bank account. Well, had, because naturally when I saw the number I walked over to strand bookstore and proceeded to purchase a 55$ book of photos by my favorite photographer at the moment, Ryan Mcginley. Now, you may call this poor impulse control, I call it a necessity for inspiration…and poor impulse control.

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I got on the L train from Union square, luckily it was a pretty empty subway car so I found myself a seat, pulled out a disposable and took pictures when we emerged above ground. I rode the train all the way to halsey street and decided to walk around bedstuy, disposable in hand, headphones in ears.

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I walked around the rows of townhouses, through clusters of cafes and vintage stores, around a park and a garden. I stopped for something to eat, but realized I only had 2 dollars in cash, so black coffee had to suffice. I sat and pulled out my copy of “the kids were alright” and studied the arrays of polaroids and film photos. It reminded me of the reason I started taking photos to begin with, to capture a raw image of what youth is, of what time is like now, for myself and those around me.

Sometimes I need days like this. I think everyone needs days like this. To re-inspire them, to remind them of why they love something and where their passion resides.

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my heart n soul,

matenia

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SB & POSTCARD INN

I started my spring break with some friends at a quirky, beautiful little place on St.Pete Beach. If you haven’t heard of the PostCard Inn, and you’re planning a trip to St.Pete, FL, I suggest you check it out. I wrote in a journal the entire time I was there, enjoy.

(all except from my journal, photos mine)

*Post Beach*

“As we walked back from the beach, we found a vase of flowers abandoned, we decided they would look better in our room than in the trash. Rob  grabbed them as we all admired the array of colors.

We sat in the hotel room on the couch next to the surfboard displayed on the wall, laughing, playing cards, we had Mac Miller as background noise. As 10pm approached, we all decided to take a walk on the beach.

Forgetting most of our towels, we huddled on to one. It was dark and windy. As smoke drifted from our lips we stared at the stars, looking for constellations. “Perfect/Fucking Young”, by Tyler,The Creator, played in the background and I don’t think I could have been happier.

When it finally got too cold, we ran through the sand back to the room. We played a few more card games, hopped in the bath, then talked for hours.

Piper and I read to each other, then all of us proceeded to talk about life, dreams, boys. We laughed until the early hours of the morning.”

My heart is full, I feel lucky.

 

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my heart n soul,

matenia

Why March?

The Women’s March was a little over a week ago, while I marched for my own reasons, I wanted to know why others did. I decided to have a few friends send me their thoughts along with some pictures.

Hayden

“I originally decided to attend the Women’s march in Washington because I was not sure how to cope with the results of the most recent election. For a long time, I tried crying, ignoring the issue, and even sitting on the steps of Columbia University with a sign preaching the importance of love. hayden 1.png

For me, the women’s march served as an opportunity to change all of my emotions into actions. I learned the hard way that the decisions we make strongly impact those around us and the rights of others are more important than our personal comfort. I have never experienced anything in my life as exhilarating and empowering as the women’s march and no matter what happens for anyone in this country during this presidency, we can know that we’re not alone.”hayden 2.png

Beau

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“I marched because I think it’s about standing up for what you believe in, and I believe in equal rights, equal pay, and equal respect for women, those of color, the impoverished, those in the LGBTQ community, and others.”

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Ellie

“I marched because I I was raised to believe that love, kindness, compassion, and integrity were of the upmost importance and he (trump) goes against all of that… so I marched to show people they are loved, not alone, and that I, like millions of others are there for them. I marched because I love my friends of color and those of different sexual orientation. I marched because I believe every woman should have the say over her body. I marched for the underprivileged children I tutor every week. I marched because I believed in my future and the future of those that I love. ellie 3.png

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At the march I felt safe, excited, and proud, but most importantly I was happy because I knew that by marching that day, I was a part of something greater than myself.”

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Thank you to everyone who contributed!

Our fight never ends everyone. Love will come out on top. Thank you for reading.

Stay safe, stay proud, no fear.

endless love,

matenia

my sunday candy

This week I decided to take a day for myself. I took myself on a brunch date, equipped with my notebook. Along the way I ended up seeing some friends and we went to a flea market.

The following are excerpts from journal during breakfast,

” Sunday mornings are my favorite. Something about Sunday makes me want to take care of myself, I’m not sure what it is, but I feel tremendously peaceful.

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This place is packed and so loud. As I write, I alternate sips of coffee and juice. The conversations and laughter surrounding me are a surprisingly comfortable background noise.

At first, asking for a table for just me is a bit uncomfortable, I think some part of me thinks its unusual to take yourself on a breakfast date, but I think it’s important. Because it’s self care. ”

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*As I ate breakfast I noticed people looking at the empty seat across from me, so I continued to write*

“I think it’s funny, people have looked at me confused. As if they’d never seen someone by themselves before. Taking yourself on dates needs to be normalized. ”

After breakfast ended I ran into friends, went to a flea market, and bought a t-shirt. Quality Sunday.

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endless love,

matenia

Home and things. (Let’s Chat)

The last few weeks have been not only busy, they’ve been exhausting and kind of difficult. With the election aftermath, the beginning of studying for finals, registration for spring classes, I’ve been stressed, sad, and to be completely honest sometimes very lazy and unmotivated. screen-shot-2016-11-27-at-8-27-14-am

This past week was Thanksgiving, so I decided to come home to Florida to spend the holiday with my family and friends. That was the best thing I could have done to relax and re-engerize. Coming home is kind of like a double edged sword for a few reasons,

  1. You get to see everyone you miss, but saying goodbye at the end of the week sucks.
  2. You get to relax while you’re home, but theres always that voice in the back of your head reminding you its ending soon.
  3. Have I mentioned I hate saying goodbye?screen-shot-2016-11-27-at-8-28-17-am

I did find plenty of new inspiration though. That’s the great part of having the incredible friends I do, they’re all insanely inspiring.

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I managed to do a photoshoot with some of my favorite people yesterday (those pictures should be up soon), I got to go to all of my favorite restaurants and even take some time to myself to just drive around and appreciate the warm weather.

All in all, coming home was a good idea. It gave me some time to really reflect on how happy I am that I made the decision to move. Being 1,200 miles away from the people I grew up with is one of the scariest things I have ever done, but it was the only way for I myself to start to really grow up. As someone who used to be terrified of change, being comfortable with it now is huge progress. I think that’s something everyone should experience.

I’m sorry about the lack of posts, but I am entirely inspired and ready to make some great content in the next few weeks. (pics above not mine, but they make me happy)

endless love,

matenia