My name's REBECCA TILLETT and I love photography and design. I also love to clean and organize and camp and write and watch movies that make me cry. Time is an unparalleled commodity to me which makes it hard to accept that it's always slipping away. This is reflected in many of my photos. It's the only way I know how to capture it. I recently left behind the only life I'd ever known to take a chance on a new one. I'm in love and have found a new appreciation for the strength I never knew I had.

This tumblr is a mix of my own work and the work and creations of others that inspire me. Credit to the artist and/or the original blogger will be given when available.

  • The Moon is a white strange world, great, white, soft-seeming globe in the night sky, and what she actually communicates to me across space I shall never fully know. But the Moon that pulls the tides, and the Moon that controls the menstrual periods of women, and the Moon that touches the lunatics, she is not the mere dead lump of the astronomist. … When we describe the Moon as dead, we are describing the deadness in ourselves. When we find space so hideously void, we are describing our own unbearable emptiness. — D.H. Lawrence, Phoenix: The Posthumous Papers of D.H. Lawrence, pt. 4, 1930.

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