
YOU CAN say alot about haiti.. but i want you to see it from my eyes..
THis BAND IS MY NEW THERAPY.. the gypsy trance-like sound mAKES ME feel like the true hippie iam….
NATASHA (THE LEAD SINFER) IS AMAZING…. SOFT SULTRY VOICE WITH a twinge of anger and loneliness… the perfect combination
clap for em
BAT FOR LASHES FOLKS…
NakeD NEver looked soooo goood.
Beautiful black and white erotic photography by Tomas Rucker, human naturalist. He captures the human body in beautiful faith and glazes his works with extreme honesty. He truly completes our artistic circle with his exquisite nudes.
Photography by Tomas Rucker
while im in Haiti on my journey … I AM LEARNING TO PAINT…. I Hooked up with an amazing haitian Painter PIere Auguste … He has been teaching me technique as well as how to apply my emotion into my painting. After all that he has been through and myself as well, he says that our devestation should be in the painting. wether a hurricane OR EARTHQuake. paint whats in my heart.. here is my first lesson
i VISITED mERCY cORPS AND THEY WORk with THE First lady of Haiti to help a group of kids who havE BEEN TRaumatized by the quake and need help understanding there lost. They deal with it htrough art therapy. MERCY Corps has set up 5 buses on a PRIVATE PARKING LOT WHERE they have programs in each bus for kids to keep developing and learning. Each bus has some type of creative process…. storytelling, art, dance, etc.
The sad PART is that they were told they mUSY SHUT DOWN BECAUSE THE business that allowed them to stay there after the quake is losing to much money and need there lot back. They let Mercy Corps stay rent free for 6 months but now they must leave. the kids haVE NO OTHER PLACE TO GO AND rent in Port au Prince is too high for the organization. They are scared for the kids because they dont know where tHES KIDS WILL GO …
they are a wonderful bunch of kids..
hERE IS a preview to my Amazing trip to Haiti..
stay tuned for much More to come
SO i’m ON a misson to help rebUILD Haiti… I want to do my part beinG THAt i am of Haitian decent. On the 5 year anniversary of Katrina in HAITI i got an Opportunity to meet SOME OF THE most amazing kids.
These kids have lost their hOMES, SOME HAVE Lost there parents, and others half parents with lost limbs from the EArthquaKE. bUT in the midst of it all, the y manage to smile and believe that through sonG, DANCE AND leadership, they can go on to make Haiti proud.
I was luckY ENough to get taught some OF THERE amazing moves..
check it out…
NEW ORLEANS (Aug. 29) — By the time I arrived here from Mississippi after Hurricane Katrina hit, the Blackwater guards had settled in at the Sheraton on Canal Street. Some of them had rappelled into downtown from Blackhawk helicopters, or so they told us.
We never knew if that was actually true, or if their tale was meant to make us feel more or less secure. But what it certainly did was add to the sense that things were not yet under control. Directing me to the elevators across the lobby, the front desk clerk instructed me to turn left just past the guy with the semiautomatic rifle. Breakfast was pancakes outside at the Salvation Army truck. We were glad to have them.
The Gulf Coast, where I spent the first week after the storm, had been pummeled in ways that shocked even the most experienced hurricane hand. I was working for USA Today at the time, partnered with a colleague who’d already lost his first rental car when the surge hit his beachfront Holiday Inn in Gulfport, Miss. We had a dozen or so hurricanes between us. Still, the vistas Katrina left behind were nothing short of stunning.
In Waveland, Miss., a coastal town of 7,000, every building downtown had been reduced to rubble. Just two landmarks stood stubbornly amid the debris: the tiled steps leading to the slab from which City Hall had vanished, and the commemorative sign thanking volunteers who rebuilt the structure in 1969 after Hurricane Camille roared through. Katrina was not above cruel jokes.
NEW ORLEANS (Aug. 29) — By the time I arrived here from Mississippi after Hurricane Katrina hit, the Blackwater guards had settled in at the Sheraton on Canal Street. Some of them had rappelled into downtown from Blackhawk helicopters, or so they told us.
We never knew if that was actually true, or if their tale was meant to make us feel more or less secure. But what it certainly did was add to the sense that things were not yet under control. Directing me to the elevators across the lobby, the front desk clerk instructed me to turn left just past the guy with the semiautomatic rifle. Breakfast was pancakes outside at the Salvation Army truck. We were glad to have them.
The Gulf Coast, where I spent the first week after the storm, had been pummeled in ways that shocked even the most experienced hurricane hand. I was working for USA Today at the time, partnered with a colleague who’d already lost his first rental car when the surge hit his beachfront Holiday Inn in Gulfport, Miss. We had a dozen or so hurricanes between us. Still, the vistas Katrina left behind were nothing short of stunning.
In Waveland, Miss., a coastal town of 7,000, every building downtown had been reduced to rubble. Just two landmarks stood stubbornly amid the debris: the tiled steps leading to the slab from which City Hall had vanished, and the commemorative sign thanking volunteers who rebuilt the structure in 1969 after Hurricane Camille roared through. Katrina was not above cruel jokes.
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I rememBER HOW real it was…my frIENDS AND fAMILIES faCES,,,
5 YEARS AND WE ARE STILL STANDING …… I LOVE YOU NEW ORLEANS..
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