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suzylwade · 2 years
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Heidi Lender “I bought my first DSLR camera in 2009, while I was teaching yoga in a studio I owned in San Francisco. Though I had taken photos regularly most of my life, this was the year it clicked. Who knows why these things happen. I joined Flickr, gave myself an intense photo education and I was hooked within no time, almost obsessed. Suddenly, all the roads I had taken up to this point in my life made sense, and met in the making of images.” - Heidi Lender, Photographer and Nomad. Heidi Lender is a Connecticut born photographer who currently resides in Uruguay. Lender was formally a fashion writer, editor and photo stylist for various fashion magazines - traveling to places such as New York, London and Paris. Lender then changed direction and studied yoga in India becoming a yoga teacher and the owner of a yoga studio in San Francisco. In 2009 Lender’s life (style) changed when she purchased her first DSLR camera and began creating images. #neonurchin #neonurchinblog #dedicatedtothethingswelove #suzyurchin #ollyurchin #art #music #photography #fashion #film #design #words #pictures #fashionwriter #fashioneditor #photostylist #yogateacher #yogastudio #newyork #india #uruguay #photographer #oneupon #creative #images #photoseries #CAMPO #heidilender https://www.instagram.com/p/Cex5We_ohWc/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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gerardbillet · 2 years
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AKAA : Herve Yamguen : Série Bleue, Delphine Diallo : Mother-the Scream; Ekonda Batolo, Prince Gyzsi, Turiya Magdadlela, Dahmane ; O Africa, Khaled Hafiz : Once upon a jackal. #carreaudutemple #akaa #herveyamguen #seriebleue #yocs #delphinediallo #mother #thescream #ekonda #batolo #fisheye #princegyasi #turiyamagadlela #artmoderneetcontemporain #dahmane #oafrica #khaledhafez #oneupon #jackal #africa #instapic #photooftheday #parismaville (à Le Carreau du Temple) https://www.instagram.com/p/CWnFsKPMSms/?utm_medium=tumblr
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targsdaenerys · 7 years
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let me tell you all a story. a story of my experience with ouat.
2012.
in fourth grade, i was watching american idol. during commercials, i viewed a promo consisting of a dragon and unicorns. now, at the time, unicorns were my ver y favorite, so of course, i was intrigued. i told my mom that i heard about a show with unicrons, but that i didnt know what it was called. she told me how she had heard of it and wanted to check it out. after watching the season one interviews between red and snow, she believed it was too old for me. i agreed. no unicorns. not what i was expecting.
2013.
a year passes. fifth grade was a blur, and all i know is that we went to disney. i had no idea what would change since then.
2014.
my friends are suddenly starting to talk about this kid’s eyebrows. how they are “so hot” and “sexy”. she showed me a picture off of robbie kay’s instagram and i laughed. ha, peter pan? whatever.
but then, it started to reoccur each monday, they would talk about it. i actually started to look forward to monday lunch periods. i begged them to discuss what they thought of the episode. once again, i was intrigued. 
so of course, i wanted to see what the fuss was about. whats this big deal with peter pan? and who the hell’s rumple after only a few clips, i suddenly loved snow and charming. i needed more. i needed to watch.
so i tried. desperately.  i only had an ipad, and was unaware it was on netlfix, so i tried to watch the first episode of the series by typing in “once upon a time season 1 episode one online free to any platform.i actually was able to find it and went in excitedly the next day to tell my friends. that was when i learned it was on netflix and thati could not wait to get home and watch it. so i did. but the thing is, i was only there for snow and charming scenes.  i literally only skipped to their scenes. thats how i watched the show.
but then, as i was scrolling around youtube one day looking forsscenes for them, i came across “Emma and Hook Kiss scene” my frirst thought? it was between “ew”and “serioulsy?”
i watched it anyway.
and to behonest, it was kind of just a “okay, that happened” kind of thing. it wasnt until my friend told me after the season 3 finle that emma and hook kissed again before i got alitle excited. not much more, though.
then months pass, and suddenly, scrolling around netflix, i come across the hunger games. i held a grudge against the series since it became big with the popular group in my school that year. but i was thirsty for romance. and i heard it had some.
and thats how i fell in love with everlark. one night. the next morning i started following pages on instagram. i look up the ship on googlge. and tumblr posts pop up. i make a tumblr.
i start to follow pages on there with everlark, but then i start to see things on both platforms. emma and hook. and then, i slowly started to fall in love. not much. i just watch a couple of their scenes during season three, come across their second kiss. getting really, really excitated for the fourth season.
at the point, i had written about two everlark fanfictions. i wanted to write one about emma and hook, but i had no i dea how. or what .
but then tumblr inspired me. to the point where i started to freak out over every episode no matter how small the scenes were. in october of seventh grade, i wrote my first captain swan fanifction. i also drew my first drawing that i never thought i was able to do. sure, it was with a sketchbook my aunt got me in second grade and a #2 pecil, but i believe its still beautiful. it wasnt long after i actually found the name, captain swan, rather than using “kemma” or “killimma”.
2015.
and from there, my obsession sky rocketed. i stayed up until four every night after an episode, despite schol the next morning. i wrote little drabbles that arelong since gone ever since my laptop broke. i drew more drawings, i rewatched every scene until thats all that was in my head.the s4 finale was as hard on me as everyone else, and i tried to write a specualtion fic to the s5 premiere. i neverfinshed. although, looking back at the writing now, i can still feel the pain i was in by it.
and then season five started. again, i freaked out as much as everyone else. every episode. i still remeber the week after the first episode, we lost someone int he fandom. we miss you, love.
and then it was late october.saturday the 22nd, my mom came into my room to ask me if id seen my friend alyssa that day. she was a year older than me, afreshman in highschool. i didnt, so i told her. i didnt ever think what might have been.the following day, i was working at the food pantry when my mom caled me.they had found alyssa. but she wasnt okay.maybe in her mind she may have been the best shes ever been, but to us,she wasnt.
no one else knew, and i had to walk home in silence. i didnt cry because at the time we werent as close as the year before and it didnt hit me.but then my mother’s words repeated in my head. “Alyssa died, sweetie.” it was asentence i never forgot.
im not the best at keeping my emtions with myself. i always think people will judge me and call me selfish if i cry, and i didnt want it to be like that. so i kept it in.i kept the tears in for so, so long, even to the point here i didnt even cry at her wake where she looked like an angel although the scarf around her neck was something shed never wear. and what kept my sanity? once upon a time. it was then when i realized it was my anchor. 
2016.
back in 2015 my mother made me audtion for a vocational school. earlier that year i had found its dance program and wanted to go, but along the way my intrest dwindled. she told me to give it a shot anyway because i had a very low chance of making it in due to my grades at the time. 
i made it in. 
the following months were the worst of my life. every day on the way home from dance wed fight about which high school was better, and although she was right about me going to the vocational one, i wanted to stay in my district. lets just say the only thing that kept me from following alyssa into the darkness was dance competitions. oh, and what else. the damn once upon a time episodes.
she forced me to go to that school, by the way. sure, i enjoy it now, but the people there suck and i still do not like how she went at it.
that fall, i take my friend to our first convention.since i started watching oneupon a time, i wanted others to watch it, and my one friend agreed to. until the end of the neverland arc.  and peter pan died. no more ouat for her. but, since robbie was going to be there, lets go. she got a picture with him, i got a picture with bex. yayay.
2017.
last week, we experienced the best sunday of our life. a wedding we never really thought would happen. it was unbelievable. emma got her happy ending(or beginning) aand we got ours. it was so thrilling that even my friend who stopped watching in season three was excited. but as much as it was unbeliable the night, the following morning was too.
that was the most giddiest i had ever felt for school. every more we have a forty five minute bus ride and the but whole time i listened to the musical on repeat. but then, as i looked down to pause the music as we pulled into school, i saw my friends text. Jen’s facebook post.
i was in a daze all day.
it wasnt until lunch, the last period since it was a half day, where i just broke down. people asked me what was wrong and i explained as best i could, but shitty people have shitty outlooks on things and they didnt understand. it was the loneliest ive ever felt.
my mom kind of comforted me, telling me how she felt the same when parent hood ended and that ill find a new show ill like just the same, but one upon a time is special. no show can replace or even add onto what kind of mark it had left on me. it was what started my career in wririting and drawing. in someways it kept me alive. and what did people do when i told them this? they laughed.
it was tuesday night when i ran down stairs, telling my mom about convention tickets for colin and jen photo op i found on sale. we had them in mind for awhile, but never got them. she told me wed look into it. we missed the sale.
so here we were, here i was, aall i was able to think about was how id never meet the people who played the characters that shaped me and my future. until the next morning, my birthday, where i was given the tickets.
and today,to night, was pretty much the end of the storybook. im not going to go into it because i have it on a post from about an hour ago. but thank you everyone, for helping me be me. and thank you for this blessed oppurtuniy, in which i had never and will never take for granted, to be a part of such a magical communtiy. because of this platform i have aspired my career of writing, drawing, and fulfilling my dreams of being a princess by being able to contact disney about the program.if it wasnt for this damned, beautiful fucking shwow, i would probably bedrastically different. this story we created is timeless, a neverending fairytale in both real life and on screen. the story contiues for ever and ever in our hearts and writing and drawing and all of the incredible talents we all have.
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suzylwade · 2 years
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Heidi Lender “Once you realise that you have to take pictures it’s not hard to keep going. Because you have too. Because it feeds you. And if you don’t do it, you feel empty. Hungry. Of course, I have bad or down days, or long dry periods of not making any substantial work, but my i-phone is just about attached to my hand, so I am always practicing and recording and honing my eye.” - Heidi Lender, Photographer and Nomad. Heidi Lender was born in New Haven, Connecticut, in 1966. Lender was a fashion writer, editor and photo stylist for national glossies until 2009 - when she picked up her first digital SLR. Lender retired her pen forever in favour of pictures. In one of Lender’s photo-series (‘Once Upon’) she flirts with the idea that wardrobes betray who we are - or who we purport ourselves to be. That one explores different aspects of individuality in what we wear - whether consciously or not. #neonurchin #neonurchinblog #dedicatedtothethingswelove #suzyurchin #ollyurchin #art #music #photography #fashion #film #design #words #pictures #fashionwriter #fashioneditor #photostylist #yogateacher #yogastudio #newyork #india #uruguay #photographer #oneupon #creative #images #photoseries #CAMPO #heidilender https://www.instagram.com/p/Cex5ShNIUSO/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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suzylwade · 2 years
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Heidi Lender “I majored in apparel and textile management in college, and went on to work in the publishing industry straight away - as an editor, features writer and stylist. No art background whatsoever.” - Heidi Lender, Photographer and Nomad. Heidi Lender is a fashion writer and photo stylist, turned photographer. Since Lender quit writing she spent six years part-time in India studying yoga. Now Lender spends half her time in Northern California and half in Uruguay. Having only picked up a camera in 2009 her impressive body of work (self-portraits and photo-series) is both whimsical and thoughtful. #neonurchin #neonurchinblog #dedicatedtothethingswelove #suzyurchin #ollyurchin #art #music #photography #fashion #film #design #words #pictures #fashionwriter #fashioneditor #photostylist #yogateacher #yogastudio #newyork #india #uruguay #photographer #oneupon #creative #images #photoseries #CAMPO #heidilender https://www.instagram.com/p/Cex5MfqImeC/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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