Day 31. Part 2 Video

Day 31.Part 1. Candid Photo

He got the right answer. :) 

Day 30. Treasure.

I didn't grow up in riches...never really owned an exclusive expensive item..didn't really care much for them..to be quite honest..the biggest treasure i have are my memories..and in that sense..PICTURES. I love how they allow me to capture moments..accomplishments..family..friends..places..they capture what i simply cannot be able to express.

My treasures.

Love..Love..Love..

-Linda Cruz

p.s. excuse the lion hair! : o

Day 29. Time

time doesn't heal anything, time simply passes. It is what we do with our lives while time is passing that either helps us, heals us or keeps us stuck.

i wish time would heal my scars. every single one of them. 

but i know for a fact..i have to do the healing..myself..starting within myself...

Love..Love..Love

-Linda Cruz

Day 28. Something that gets me through the day.

Memories. 

My sister and Mr. Jack himself.

Love.Love.Love.

-Linda Cruz

Day 27. Self Portrait..Creativity?

Probably my lack thereof..my camera is currently not working...so this is my cellphone...im so frustrated..i never realized no camera could make me feel this way..

:/

Love..Love..Love

-Linda Cruz
p.s. i totally think this writing should be official..its very Tim Burton-ish...

Day 6. A love

Don't judge me.

One of mine is This.

Love..Love..Love

-Linda Cruz

Day 25. Old Photo

Yep..that's me..that little bundle of white blankets and cute little lips you see there..and my older brother Allan. This was November 28th..day of my birth. Those other legs off the bed..are my younger older brother Adrian..and my father standing up..not that I remembered them that night..no..things were still blurry..but i have the other part of this photograph. I can't believe how much we all have grown. I still feel like a baby. I still want to be held..i still want attention..I still want to be loved. I guess a part of me will never fully grow up.

Love..Love..Love

-Linda Cruz
p.s. i love allans smile!! hah.

Day 24. Food.

I had THE perfect picture for today..but i simply cannot manage my files tonight. :/ but i had to post something..so here's my dinner.

Who doesn't love chocolate??

Love..Love..Love..

-Linda Cruz

Day 23. Dogs.

My model for the day was Samuel. a Hard working dog..enjoys walks in the park..and belly rubs..as well as belly kisses..but hey ..who doesn't!!

The loyalty of a dog..is incomparable. All it needs is love.

Love..Love..Love

-Linda Cruz

Day 22. People.

Works been hectic..i've been drained all week...and so here we go..this was my Saturday night..the noise of people..and company of people..sometimes overwhelms us..but always relieves us.

p.s. the beer is mine..delicious Hef!!!! 

Love..Love..Love

-Linda Cruz

Day 21.

Today was lovely. Woke up amazingly well. Then came here to meet a few new friends. Justin and his wife..the two Matts..Max..the great Oz...and the famous famous Denis!! Really chill people. Justin wrote a script and they're filming the project..so whilst everyone is inside..i was outside...and the backyard was full of interesting shots.

Here was one of them. Even the rustiest of things are still interesting.

Love..Love..Love..

-Linda Cruz


p.s. currently using a macbook..i really wish i knew how to work these more properly..its like so complicated...but so lovely.

Day 20. Beauty.

its all absorbed in the eye..what we see..we each define it differently..because we each view it differently...but what is beauty..really?

Love..Love..Love..

-Linda Cruz

Day 19. How I feel Today.

Like this. I literally wanted to pull my hair out. Shit happens.

Life. Happens. You realize. what's worth ..and what isn't anymore.

Love..Love..Love

-Linda Cruz

Day 18. A secret.

Some people think..they have best friends..but well.... i have Her. She's one of the best blessings i have ever been given in the 21 years of my existence. With ups..through outs..and everything in between.. Never has she let me down..she remains in my heart..and i in hers. she's beautiful. inside and out..hilarious..sweet..caring..intelligent..and an amazing mother to a beautiful daughter. and She has everything i wish i could be as a mother one day. She holds my heart. My own personal diary..the person who i can say anything..and everything..and though she lives in Washington..i feel her every single day..and any time of day..she's there..one phone call away..
She's my SECRET strength.

Love..Love..Love

-Linda Cruz

Day 17. an Object that makes an event occur.

TRAINS..trains. I remember around the first year or so of high school hearing the sound of the train..passing..exactly 4 times each night..it was so loud...nowadays..though im unable to maintain a normal sleeping pattern..i never hear it. These tracks make an event occur. They allow the passing of the train..to/and from a destination..

Just like my legs..which help me walk..just like my lungs which help me breathe..

just like my dreams..make me.

Such is the tracks of a train..you can't have one..without the other.

my will and myself..make me. "I am my event..which i myself..allow to occur" is what i always think to myself.

Even if it feels as if a train passes over me..over and over..and over..I'm still alive.

I'm still here. i'm not afraid anymore.

Love.Love.Love

-Linda Cruz

Day 16. a Road

I grew up in a city..that mostly had dirt roads...bright..suns..blue skies..and..again..dirt roads..there is one thing in particular about these roads....THORNS.

but somehow..i think i've done alright..sure..i've stepped on quite a few here and there..and sure..it hurt like hell..but i always seem to be able to pick them out..and well..keep walking.

Love..Love..Love

-Linda Cruz

Day 15. a still-life?

I don't think my photo falls under the category of still life photo..BUT..its what i have for the day..so i went with it. I had a rough call today. so this is how my day started. BUT..there is sunny days..even in our cloudy days. Right? besides..

i'm okay with tears. i find them to be one of the most beautiful things that our body can make..such as love..and other little humans. as well as the gift of life (blood)

completely random eh?

Goodnight.

Love. Love. Love

-Linda Cruz

Day 14. Sunny..smile.

A bit sad since today i was suppose to hang out with my friend..BUT i have to pick up hours at work.

So you can't see him..but my nephew was on my back..and soon after this photo..a bee..attacked.

That's what you get for being sweet.

Life..

the irony!!!!

Oh hey boobies.

yeah..ignore those.

Love..Love..Love

-Linda Cruz

Day 13. Something ..Musical?

Rhythms..beats..sounds..movements..melodies..in every way or form..i love it all

MUSIC.

you are my greatest lover.

Love..Love..Love

-Linda Cruz

Day 12. Sweet Tooth.

I found the most giant...GUMMI BEARS TODAY!!!

RAWR!

BUT seriously..i Sometimes.. just want to bite peoples heads off....

Love.Love.Love

-Linda Cruz

Day 11. One Thing Love. One Thing Hate.

Today..i was like hey..isn't it 01-11-11?? WHY not do something relating to one's? so i came up with..a photo of ONE thing you love..ONE thing you hate.

Here's my interpretation.
I absolutely LOVE hugs..or holding..or affection period. Something about the warmth of another body brings comfort..especially when that person is someone you care about..such as a family member..friend..or even special someone.

I ABSOLUTELY HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE MATH!! i don't know how i am ever suppose to graduate med school with the fact that i am absolutely horrified of numbers...and equations..and blahhh.


I also hate uncertainty. and i hate loneliness.
We are only sure..of our own hearts.



Love..Love..Love

-Linda Cruz 

p.s. was going to edit..and then i realized..these are my feelings..as raw as they look!

Day 10: Portrait with Book.

John Green. There seems to be 19 Katherines and one Mercado. Here he is in my version of today's photo. I didn't know wether to focus on the book..or the eyes..either way..he was a good sport. Thanks friend. (: 
Ever pick up a book you can't close?
Sometimes people are exactly the same.


Love..Love..Love


-Linda Cruz


and here is his version

Day 9. Cemetery

. So today..when i came here..all i could think about was that I hope i never have to sit here..i hope i never have to mourn him..like everyone before me who came to sit here..and mourned their loved ones..of course i will..sooner or later..but i hope..the later..is late. 


i dislike when people say "don't worry" of course i'll worry..wouldn't you?

Love..Love..Love

-Linda Cruz

Day 8. Backyard Kid.

I HATE dolls..or anything remotely resembling them..they drive me crazy with fear..so..when my mom let us play around..whilst she was cooking most of the time..i preferred to play outside..in the back yard..mostly with dirt..with my jean capris..and lollipop in hand(which always ended up on my clothes_..and..since its messy..she made me shower before bed anyway..i miss those days..no worries..the only thing that i had to worry about..was school the next day..

 Here's to growing up..

Love..Love..Love..

-Linda Cruz

Day 7. Something showing Love

I love writing..any kind of writing..texting..or simply on a notepad..or a computer..even on myself at times..
It's my showing of affection. Most of the time..when i try to "show" my love..it usually ends up in writing..somehow.
My words..don't seem to express enough of my feelings however..so whichever way..i try to explain them..at the end of the day..most of this makes no sense. Are you getting confused yet? oh..and i do love me some strawberry thrifty ice cream.

Sunny day..should be great.

xoxo

Love..Love..Love..

-Linda Cruz

Day 6. Long Exposure.

Today's photo was a "long exposure". My friend Angel helped pick this idea out..he is also doing this project alongside me check his blog out Williaaaaam. 

I can't explain in detail what i loved about each photo that was captured..but maybe it was the obvious transparency that appears..and the bright lights surrounding us. Sometimes thats all we are..transparent..especially in front of those who know us the most..

Love..Love..Love

-Linda Cruz

Floor...lovin'

 

So just now i was reading on the bed...more Paper Towns..i turn around..and BOOM! Fell right on the floor..until i realized..this is where i do most of my reading anyways..and though it hurt..(my tush felt like it was throbbing) i just threw the blanket over me..and kept on reading..because..most of the time..we find our most comfortable spots..without even meaning to..right?

 ;)

Day 5. The Kitchen

My mother's kitchen. Responsible for the backside you see. and the few extra pounds here and there her food makes me gain..ha..nevertheless... I feel pretty "free" here. Not as "free" as to be topless everyday in my kitchen..but i did it to show how comfortable i am here..this place..holds memories..both good and bad..from my mother making her famous "arepas" here..to the horrible arguments her and my father got in here..plates broken..voices breaking..and so on. This place..is one of my favorites.

and yes..that move right there..that's me dancing.

;)

Love..Love..Love..

-Linda Cruz

p.s. that was one delicious apple.

Day 4. An Everyday Occurrence.

I like hot water..no..i LOVE hot water. Every..single day..i come here...sit down..and whilst feeling the heat hit my skin..i feel alive again..my heart races..and my body tenses..hot baths...they wash away the events of the day...the frustrations..the minuscule issues..the pain...what is left..is that though tomorrow is only hours away...right..now..this very moment..is what matters..

Love..Love..Love

-Linda Cruz

Late night...insomnia...Paper Towns...random Texting.

I wish someone saw me as Quentin sees Margo.

Day 3. A self Portrait.

 

"All in all I'm just furniture, in these four walls that hold me. You can lean on me, have a drink on me, leave your mark all over me. You can eat off me, rest your head on me, press yourself on top of me, kick the back until it's quiet." 

I paint my face..mostly every day. Everyone has masks. A little blush here..some shadow there..but i don't think that even a $60 Chanel eyeshadow can quite capture the beauty and definition that a gaze can give. The eyes are the window to our souls. They say our feelings. Whether we are smiling..crying..or simply..living. In the eyes..you can tell a story.

Sometimes we hide behind it. 

Hm.

Love, Love, Love.

-Linda Cruz.

Another Colombian dinner.

Arroz..Pollo encebollado con cilantro y papa..Platanos..y crema. No..they are not bananas..they are PLANTAINS!

Continued..

The rise...and fall of a snowman.

Second day of Snow in the Desert.

Up and down..this street.

Snow...on my street..and feet.

My home..of ..7 or 8 years..well..house..i can't count how many times i have packed my things from here..i always seem to come back. Memories. 

Driving..Fear?

Most people hate driving in difficult weather conditions..and i myself included..except when it is rain..i won't tolerate insane wind that makes me swerve back and forth through lanes..or ice that makes my tires unable to function properly..but rain..rain rain..especially hitting the windshield..just when you think you can't see clearly..BOOM..it clears right up. Sort of like life. We're all just rain.

My happy=Rain

if you love the leaf so much..maybe you should marry it!

Day 2 "weather? whether? wether? Weather. January 2, 2011

I don't think I have words for it right now.Its the First snowfall of the year. I stopped on the side of the freeway to catch the first flakes...I love rain..I really do..but something about the silence of snow falling and turning everything white...ohh..its so gracious. I had an amazing day.

The years first tear..along with my first year's meal.

then snow...

First rain..

Hmm..i never understood the purpose of my mother purchasing a $300 Breville Die-Cast Juice Fountain..UNTIL i tasted its delicious frothy taste of heaven. Sighs.

Day 1 "a place of old memories" January 1, 2011

1. I think the lock explains it all, this..is my high school..or WAS..i should say. I still remember the first day..right in the middle..that gap..those were hallways..i remember seeing until the end of them..goodness they looked so scary..i was horribly scared of the seniors..they  looked so old..almost 30 year old..ish.. and i also remembered that by the time i graduated..the new class of seniors looked like prepubescent immature kids...i remember lunch time..the delicious warm cookies..fresh fries...the ability to get candy..up until my junior year that is..when they decided to make our high school experience worse by giving us what they thought "healthy" food. I still managed to sneak in my goodies in my purse..IN YOUR FACE. :) I met my favorite person here. I met my sister here also. I met someone who would change my life forever. I met the weirdest foods teacher..i met..love..hate..sadness..anger..excitement..curiosity ..all in one..here. The lock explains it all..its all the memories. 

Hello there.

I dream too much. I have random attacks of laughter...i snort while doing them...random things amuse me..i believe in redoing high fives and hugs if i don't think they're good enough..I have a tendency of living in the future while my heart is still beating in the present. I forget who i am sometimes..or what I'm fighting for..simple things make me sad..simple things make me mad..simple things make me happy...and I'd like to use the fact that my mind wanders off alot...to my advantage..so.. The point of this project is to take a photo..one each day..for the next 362 days. I have another blog..devoted simply to thoughts..so I thought i would use this one..for my photos. I'd like to share this with everyone..or anyone..or simply you. It's a random collection of nothings..but everythings in my mind. Here we go.

 Love Love Love.

 -Linda Cruz