“With the seasons winding down
We were going through the wreckage of our youth…”
“There was a small and subtle sound
That I followed in hopes that I’d find truth…”
These beautiful film captures are courtesy of the always amazing,Drake Avenue Photography. I found this dress at Goodwill for $5 and made the flower crown myself.
“But home never really felt much like home
I want to feel it in my bones
I hope it’s somewhere out there, somewhere out there…”
We shot in an abandoned area in Statesville Nc. It was pretty perfect. I LOVE urbex and the isolation of being the only two people in any place. It just creates an atmosphere unlike anywhere else. I think that’s half the reason I dislike group shoots these days. I’ve been having an issue with finding any connection to almost anything. It’s been a strange unsettling January but I’m looking forard to February.
“And God, does he ever reveal the plot?
Has he given this place much thought?
I hope he’s somewhere out there, somewhere out there now…”
“There were roses painted red
So we pulled them down and used them for their thorns…”
“They placed a crown upon your head
And you felt it from the moment you were born…”
“But home never really felt much like home
I want to feel it in my bones
I hope it’s somewhere out there, somewhere out there…”
All images by Drake Avenue Photography
Lyrics taken from “Somewhere Out There” by Hume which really speaks to me today on so many levels.
Until next time…
The lady in red,
~Atlas Moonkitty
Atlas Moonkitty 