any love that is love is right

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There is nothing wrong with going to bed with someone of your own sex. People should be very free with sex, they should draw the line at goats. ~Elton John

“Any love that is love is right.”
― Francesca Lia Block, Dangerous Angels: The Weetzie Bat Books

“What sexual preference do you hope she has?” “Happiness.” Isnt that cool?”
― Francesca Lia Block

sonnet xx

While studying at the University of the Philippines, I am taking a Shakespeare class. I had to write a short piece on my favourite Sonnet, and this is what I have.

Sonnet 20 A woman's face with nature's own hand

A woman's face with Nature's own hand painted
Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion;
A woman's gentle heart, but not acquainted
With shifting change, as is false women's fashion;
An eye more bright than theirs, less false in rolling,
Gilding the object whereupon it gazeth;
A man in hue, all 'hues' in his controlling,
Much steals men's eyes and women's souls amazeth.
And for a woman wert thou first created;
Till Nature, as she wrought thee, fell a-doting,
And by addition me of thee defeated,
By adding one thing to my purpose nothing.
But since she prick'd thee out for women's pleasure,
Mine be thy love and thy love's use their treasure.


To pick a favourite Shakespeare sonnet appears to be an almost impossible task. If I was to pick one at this moment in time, I would have to pick sonnet 20. There are many reasons for this, one of which is that the sonnet is an amazing representation of the fluidity of sexuality and love that was common practice within the renaissance. It is beautifully descriptive of a love that is without labels, and is at the same time exceptionally bittersweet, as it is a love that can’t be embraced to loves’ full capacity.

He speaks about how the holder of his hearts’ passion is male, but feminine in all features. His love is a creation of nature that nature herself loved greatly and turned into a man for her own desire. He then speaks about how the relationship cannot come to full fruition, and that the man will be there for women to love physically but Shakespeare will have the young man’s heart. The love he (Shakespeare) holds for this young man is arguably not of a sexual variety, rather, it is about a heartfelt, deep love that exceeds the physical which is a rare commodity in this day and age. It’s also a rarity of the age we are living in now to live without labels. This century that we now live in, particularly within western societies, is obsessed with labeling people. To have a pure love undefined makes this particular sonnet that much more appealing. Their love is a deep connection that transcends all societal expectations and creates its’ own reality. Furthermore, the controversy that this kind of love would cause back in the renaissance and today is something I love. It’s breaking through the conventional barriers that society puts in place to instill what love is believed to be.

The sonnet itself uses beautiful imagery to explore the love Shakespeare holds for this man. I am fond of the way that it flows gently, which suggests the fluidity of the love described, and nature alike. For me, nature is a wonderful choice of describing the creation of this man, and arguably the nature of their relationship. It suggests that love is natural, no matter how it is presented.




Photograph - dodonpa.deviantart.com

i feel naked

Photography for me is relaxing. and without it i feel naked, lost and a bit strung out.
A few weeks ago my DSLR died. I am now living in the Philippines and my compact digital camera is without a charger (until i find out somewhere as my house in Australia seems to have eaten mine) and after getting my computer storage expanded 2 weeks ago, they have deleted my photoshop. I am now feeling exceptionally strung out, naked and lost.

Help!!

:(

the beast

she was torn between the pull in her heart; the piece of her that yearned uncontrollably to be in his arms, and her head that always told her to be good. It was the rational part of her, the part that informed her voice to resist the urge to scream with the wildness inside herself.
She feared that one day she wouldn't be able to hold the beast within and it would emerge with intense animalistic passion, clawing viciously at anything that acted as a barrier to the raw flesh she wished to devour hungrily.
Once the beast was subdued, would he lie beside her, tangled in her naked flesh, purring softly in tune with her rhythmic breath?
Curled in each others bodies, fitting together like jagged puzzle pieces, and moulded into one picture perfect moment?
Would he whisper stories of the past and the stars and Shakespeare to calm her ever wild spirit?
Would he smile wickedly at her once more, before he eagerly consumes her entirely?

She repressed the wild roar inside herself and ignored the growing sensation that surges through her limbs to reach out and snare her prey, as he walks unknowingly past.

Today it is her head that wins. Today.







Photograph 1 - littleflair.deviantart.com
Photograph 2 - 0mela.deviantart.com
Photographs 3, 4, 5 - guzeetia.deviantart.com

the road-trip that was

there was adventure.
there was vintage stores, and roller skates. there was mushroom coloured dresses, high heeled shoes, and thomas hardy books that smelt old and amazing and like the best of summer, and thunder storms all rolled into one. there was hours in cars riding up and down the coast, then there was camping in the fields. there was forgotten tent poles and tents hung from trees and exceptionally cold feet. there was broken cameras and baby blue wrens, that whistled and chirped and sang songs against the blue backdrop provided by my car.
there were apostles, not quite twelve of them. there was salada crackers, more long drives, and there was laughter amongst the sun. there was short hikes to falling waters, juice boxes and silly stories. there was alphabagetti, and oops cooking on electric barbecues by the beach. there was icecream phish and roaring waves and starlit skies. there was dedications on the radio to two girls serenaded by triple J lullabies, sleeping in their car by the beach.
There was more op shops, and amazing trinkets, and cassette tapes of music from the 60's, 70's and 80's. there was george michael, and in car dancing.

Then it was over, and there was only fun memories, and the thrift store goodies.

There was smiles and there was friendship. always friendship.

my wild gypsy heart

I am now the owner of a brand new blog page.
This new blog page is to update everybody back home about all my travels. i know i have made new blogs depending on all my travels, but since i will be living away from home for a very long time, and traveling as much as i can from here on out for my future travel endeavours this blog will be my new travel blog.

Thisdoesn't mean that I will be neglecting this one. I will share the love equally between my two blogs.

the link is for my wild gypsy heart something that yearns like crazy for the adventures outside of australia.

picture by http://glambition.deviantart.com/


Love Ruby xoxo

Mr De Backer - The wonderful Wally of Gotye =)

Once upon a time, there was a magical man named Wally. He created the most amazing music hiding away in his hotel rooms, with old records, a laptop, the most random assortment of any instrument he could get his hands on, and of course his most wonderful voice.

And so Gotye was created.

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On Sunday night I headed out on the town with miss Sally to the forum. I had never been to this venue before, and i fell in love. It's roof is painted like the night sky (and of course the nerd in me went straight to harry potter It's bewitched to look like the night sky. I read about it, in "Hogwarts: A History.")
Anyway, as much as i love Harry, its completely off topic.

I have seen Gotye play several times before, and Wally play even more with his band the basics. sure, there may have been some 18 year old band stalking going on with me, Sally, and a few others, but really it was ok because we became friends with the band (thanks to sally and her bonding over the red headed gene via myspace!)

It's been a few years since I had seen Gotye play, and he really didn't disappoint. I fell in love with him and his music all over again. He told us he was battling a chest infection on the night, and you really couldn't tell. his voice was as eargasmic as always, and he put 110% into his performance. There was animations and lights and instruments galore, and he was amazing and down to earth with the audience.

All I can say is that Wally, you amaze me :)

And this song never ceases to make me want to get up and have a bit of a boogy (which is currently gaining me strange looks as I am in the library at uni, with my bright blue ear phones procrastinating over assignments yet to be completed. Nope, stuff those, Wally takes precedent! aaaaaaand cue boogy!)

Have a listen for yourself, and get those hips a shakin!




Much love, Ruby xox

For you and I are past our dancing days...

just last week, i fell in love.
I fell in love with the Australian Ballet, I fell in love with beautiful set designs, I fell in love with amazing dancing, and I fell head over heels once again with Romeo and Juliet, and their tragic romance.

I went with Sally, Emmah and Stephanie to see the Australian Ballet's production of Romeo and Juliet last Monday night and began to feel quite fancy sitting second row from the front during their charity 'never before seen' preview of the new choreography.

I have to say i concur with everything dear Sally had to say in her blog about the performance. unfortunately I have not been gifted with poetic articulation like her to be able to describe the production.

What I can tell you is that the ball room scene was beyond beautiful, and i forgot myself for a brief amount of time, lost completely in the movement and tale.
The Balcony scene was beyond perfect in its beauty. So perfect in fact that i shed a secret tear, which i quickly covered up. I know, it sounds so lame and cliched, but it really was moving, and I am such an adoring fan of the story of Romeo and Juliet.

a creature i know and love

for all the laura marling fans that are out there in the universe, you will all know that in the last few days her new album "a creature i don't know" has come out.
you will also know how amazing she is. in all honesty this girl is the ultimate of my girl crushes, i just love her, and her new album is no exception. i have found that it is so different from any of hers. it's quite amazing how every album has its own sound, nothing the same (like her own unique musical finger print :) boy oh boy she is cool!)

Here is a sample for you of her absolute amazing talent :)
prepare yourself for ultimate squee-age.

yep, i stalked them once because they are cool.

now, my aim is not to sound too much like a crazy stalker freak, but once upon a time Sally and I found this amazing band, nobody quite knew who they were so we like to claim them as our own. we joined in the art of hippy and reggae dancing (and like to think we have it down pretty well) and once travelled far and wide to the mystical land that is Ballarat. It was a great trip, we peered through windows to watch them practice (which is when they saw us and possible were a little worried, hehe) and then spent the night in the Karova lounge putting our epic dance skills into action with two middle aged fans. we even mustered up the courage to talk to them, and now i have myself a signed cd. Sally explains this marvellously in her blog story of that fateful night right here :)
Then there were the times where they played at both my university, as well as Sally's and once again we were able to show the city of melbourne our uber cool moves. Now they are a bit bigger, and we have stalked them less, but fate shone down on us last saturday evening, with me not having to work and tickets still available at the corner hotel to see our beloved band.

..Yes, i am talking about the one and only Bonjah!
They were amazing, and i remember all the reasons why they were top on our stalking list for some time. While there was less room to bust a move, and more hippies whipping us in the face with there extra long dreaded hair, we still gave it our all with head boppage.

Then they amazingly did a song with the two opening acts Daniel Lee Kendall (who has the most amazing dance moves that can be likened to those of Napoleon Dynamite and possible a robot - yes that does make me love him more) and the Joe Kings. The most amazing song choice for this supergroup was ofcourse "I touch myself" and there is no possible way i could love these guys anymore. It was such a wonderful night, lets do it again!


However the next morning i had to wake up early to set up a market stall at the most wonderful Camberwell Markets (full of trinkets and vintage fair) with the lovely miss Emmah, the sun was shining and you knew that spring was just around the corner (and voila, here it is...the spring has sprung, the grass is ris, i wonder where the birdies is??)

Here is some wonderful Bonjah tuneage so you may also hippy dance your way into this lovely spring weather.





And some of the amazingness that is Daniel Lee Kendall :)





Happy Spring!!

Love always, Ruby.

wild with wanting

Sometimes she has imagined what it would be like to fly, to live in the river, to run like a horse. She has dreamed of that freedom, that power, and fears the wilderness in herself that wants to live as beasts live, moved purely by need and desire. She has felt torn between the heat of her limbs and the thoughts in her mind telling her to be careful and good and always calm. Don't scream or cry, don't run to him and throw yourself at his feet, pleading for him to take you in his arms, don't strip off your clothes and run naked to the water, wild with wanting.

- Francesca Lia Block








I love Francesca lia block. everything she says i feel is so relevant and poetic, and it sparks my imagination.

I have decided i am going to create some of my next photographic projects to be based on, inspired and ignited by the words of the lovely francesca lia block.


Love Ruby xo



Amazing photographs
1 - http://abanna.deviantart.com/
2 - http://littleflair.deviantart.com/
3 - http://maithiran.deviantart.com/
4 - http://scx.deviantart.com/

it was her freedom

...and in the morning she was gone.
It was a surprise to everyone around her.
She had overcome immense hardships in such a short timeline.
it shook them all to their core.
It amazes me how the soul knows when to flee it's shell of bones and blood, it's cage of flesh.
The soul knows when it's had enough.
"It's time", it whispers to the heart.
"It's time. you fought so well and you fought so bravely.
It's ok little one, I understand."
and with a single sigh, escaping her lips her whole body became relaxed.
she closes her eyes and smiles - in that moment she becomes free.



Photography by - http://uzuncakmak.deviantart.com/

noah and dylan and harry - OH MY!

the month gone by has been so jam packed with absolute fun (which is a nice change throughout my normal monotonous weekly schedules). to begin i have been to see the most marvellous harry potter. those who know me well, can attest to my complete and utter devotion to all things harry potter. some may say it goes beyond obsessive, but i say its just enthusiastic! it is a mixed bag of emotions surrounding saying goodbye to harry for the last time on screen. its the end of a wonderful era. i could talk more about it, but i may just cry. (remember...enthusiastic, not obsessive :P)

then there was my wonderful week in singapore, just beautifully relaxing, nice and hot, and being able to catch up with my dad. it was perfect.

The next man on my agenda is of course the most marvellously funny Dylan Moran. A comedian like no other. perhaps it is part of his irish charm. His show was more amazing than i could have hoped for, and just what the doctor ordered - as they say, laughter is the best medicine.

My final man to speak of isn't soley one man, it is the wonderful band Noah and the Whale, who came into town and i was lucky enough to get tickets to. They played a truly amazing set, and in my mind i could insert the delightful vocal stylings of the lovely miss laura marling at times. i think i am in love with another band. it's a flaw in my character. woops!

futuristic jungle atmosphere

Here i am, sitting in a beautiful resort in the middle of singapore, soaking up the sun. singapore is such a strange city. their buildings are all strange futuristic architecture - possibly designed more for imagery than practicality. Their court house looks like a UFO, they have a building shaped like a boat settling on top of three towers, and another sharp angular building that looks like it stepped straight out of flatland when looked at from various angles. In amongst all these buildings there are random spots of greenery (sometimes crawling up the sides of the buildings, or nestled on top of sky-high boats). It really is such a bizarre mixture to see. you can even see some squirrels running amuck outside our balcony window.
The city itself has so many stores from all different places around the world. its a mix of american culture, british, and there is ofcourse some asia mixed in there and even a little of india.

My reasons for being here in singapore with two of my friends is my dad. he has been living here for the past two months with work, and will be here for another three, and his company was nice enough to fly me out so that i can see him. it has been good to see him so far, being that the day he gets home from singapore i will be beginning my adventures in the Philippines and not get an opportunity to spend some time with him. and believe it or not, i actually like my family (most of the time anyway...)

The people here are quite friendly...although i have been told that if they aren't nice they get fired from their jobs, but i like to believe its because they are nice people regardless. however sometimes they are perhaps too nice; example the guy on the train that insisted on following me and sniffing me when i turned my back... that was a little bit creepy.

now i must get back to the reality of my day (which isn't so bad a reality since it involved a massage and some exploring of this weird and wonderful country)

much love, Ruby xo

take two.

vintage fun and epic pouts

this is a sneak peak into some of the photos taken today with Sally and Emmah.














aaaaaand for the final photo so far...introducing miss pouty mcpout face! TADA...hahahahaha

medicinal cocktails and peanut fog

I spent friday night checking out a very wicked bar with a few of my friends. melbourne is amazing for finding quaint and quirky bars and clubs, i am always discovering something new.

Der Raum had some of the coolest cocktails including the pharmacy which is in the picture above..it had sherbert pills and other alcohols that you constructed yourself using a pill bottle, a syringe and of course the pills themselves. The other drinks had dry ice fogging up the room, and it looked very much like a science lab!

My second drink was the PB&J which had peanut scented fog coming out of the strawberry champagne cocktail...delicious!
i loved it, and you should check it out yourself!

and down by the waves they make me smile

a melodic reflection

there are always those songs that reflect certain points in your life, and there have been several out just recently that speak directly to me, and all the things that are happening in my life at the moment; its scary. it's like these artists have invaded my core, reaching inside and pulling out the things you want to express although you can't. the things that ball up and become a lump in your throat; a constant reminder of all the things that are too difficult to say.

le sigh. i have a soundtrack to my life. as i am sure most people do. here is a sneak peak of mine. this is the insight into the love life of ruby (saying that in the most non emo way that can possibly be said). I should mention that whilst i have had a bit of a flop in terms of my love life, i have also had complete and utter freedom of being able to do the things i want to do. things like going to the philippines on an exchange. going to south america. being able to explore the world on my own terms; unattached and without responsibility to anyone else. It's a bit of a mixed bag really, but in all honesty, i am enjoying being free, however it doesn't make these songs less true to me either.

a storybook wedding

It is strange to see someone you have known for years get married. it is like suddenly we are all grown up and marriage is something that actually can happen, rather than just a fantasy swirling in the mind of a young girl who makes veils from tissue paper and puts her tiny feet into her mothers larger shoes.

While this isn't something that i dream about for myself (in fact when they announced that they were going to throw the bouquet, i ran in the opposite direction bowling a small child over in the process), i still find the moment absolutely magical, after all, you can't be a lover of Shakespeare without having a severely romantic side.

My good friend Stephen had his very own fairytale come true the other day by marrying his dream girl, Carolyn. Their story is a beautiful one, catching each others eyes and interests one new years, then being separated while Stephen went on a religious mission for two years only leaving love to blossom over heart felt, hand written letters as the only source of contact. there was a beautiful reunion, followed shortly by a beautiful wedding.

Stephen and Carolyn, you have found yourselves in each others souls, and i am so deeply happy for you, and have only the best wishes for you in your future together...

xoxoxo






photos by Caleb Smibert, official wedding photographer of the day