Urban Alchemy

by bronxelf

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These are random moments in the life of an indecent designer and the city she loves.

To read my grudging babblings about design, click the button.



And can we really measure
If we think we're any better
than that skyline that goes on and on
forever, on and on...."

- Less Than Jake: Is This Thing On?

Everybody in this world wants the same damned thing-
just not at the same time.


-Chris Orbach: Jane


I could be condemned to hell for every sin but littering."

- Soul Coughing: Idiot Kings



I am a female, carbon based lifeform.
I am a New York City Native.
I am a Design Professional.
I take photographs.
I also sculpt, paint, create mosaics, and play with weapons.

And sometimes, I even dance about Architecture.

What I see, is what you get.

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Don't you ever wonder why, nothing ever seems to change?
If it does it's for the worse, seems it's just a modern curse.
Sometimes when I take a peek outside of my little cage,
Everyone looks so asleep, will they die before they wake?

And, hey. . . don't you know?
we're just products of our time and hey . . .
Whaddya say? show me yours, I'll show you mine.

Better dumb and happy than smart and without any friends
Better cute and better loud, better join up with the crowd
Keep up or be left behind, there's a dust storm in my mind
Seems I can't see straight these days, doesn't matter anyway
Hey . . . don't you know? we're just products of our times and
Hey, whaddya say? show me yours, I'll show you mine.

Hey, whaddya say? hey, whaddya say? please don't ever -
Oh god, here's that question now. the one that makes me go insane
I'd gladly tear my heart out if you never, never, never, never change.

Do you want to change? do you want to change right now?
Do you want to change . . . I like my stupid life, just the way it is
And I wouldn' even change it for a thousand flying pigs.

And I like you just the way you are, I like your face just the way it is
And I wouldn't even change it for a herd of screaming kids
And I like you just the way you are, I like you though you may not like me back
I would dazzle you with brilliance, if I only had the knack

Cause I like you just the way you are, I like this life just the way it is
And the castles all around me, have been melting now for years
And it kills my brain to think of all the time I wasted here
All the efforts, sweat, and broken hearts, the screaming and the tears.

And I'm dreaming again . . . floating in a pool of mud
Try to get back where I was and I don't really care.

Got a little talking to, by the mirror in my room, and I don't really care . . .
Whispering voices from the dead, come from underneath my bed
And I don't really care . . .

I like my stupid life just the way it is
And the chaos that surrounds me like a flock of screaming pigs
And it hurts my brain to think of all the stupid things I've said
And if I could change the future I would change the past instead
And I'm dreaming again . . . and I'm dreaming again . . .

Baby - sometimes I worry about you
Sometimes you're so far away, tell me what to do
I say, baby . . . sometimes I worry about you
Sometimes I just can't believe everything you do
I say, baby . . . sometimes I worry about you
Every day I feel the same, don' you feel it too
I say, baby . . . sometimes I worry about me
Seems I'm falling down a lot, in between the scenes
I say, baby . . . sometimes I worry about me
Getting harder all the time, harder now to see
I say, baby . . . sometimes I worry about me
Light another cigarette, have another dream

It's the same thing every day, nothing ever seems to change and I . . .

Do you really want to change?
Testaments and growing pains. tranquilizers for the soul.
Nothing ventured, nothing gained - evolution's cruelest joke
Why is everyone upset? I once knew but I forget. something happened,
Something strange, something it appears has changed

Hey . . . don't you know? we're just products of our times
And hey, whaddya say? show me yours, I'l show you mine

Hey, whaddya say? hey, whatddya say? please don't ever -
Oh god, here's that question now, the one that makes me go insane
I'd gladly tear my heart out if you never, never, never, never change.
22nd Sep 2005, 15:44   | tags:,,,