About
casey and christine met in berkeley, california and bonded over shared love of photography, excellent coffee, other people’s babies, and indie music. the name of our blog comes from a song by one of our very favorite bands, the great lake swimmers.
I became awake
I became awake
From a very dark place
Patchwork of fear of poorly conceived ideas
With a blister of waterMark of working hands, ready to catch or cut
Senses aligned, the animal urgency
And voices picked up
Flowing over the static, late, quietAll awake, all awake
I became awake
Fingers are open, eyes they are open
The firing of images, an orchestra of scribbles
The guts of an engine, the veins of a leaf
Light onto paper, exposedA filament in a bulb, up above or in the ground
Together we are magic, together we are dreaming
Together we will reach endlessly
The center of a seed, so full of possibilitiesAll awake, all awake
All awakeI became awake
I thought I was sleeping but I was only forming
A structure with no ceiling
With words like a runway
A cloud of a person drifting awayI was heavy but now I am light
I was heavy but now I am light
All awake, all awake
All awake, all awake