alexandra p. hobson

my world captured in black&white with an occasional pinch of colours. all images & writings are created by meall rights reserved

found a new world in the old worn out one. somebody from out showed me in. 
Sofia, Bulgaria
April, 2012

found a new world in the old worn out one. somebody from out showed me in. 

Sofia, Bulgaria

April, 2012

overcast morning. boiling kettle. sore throat. wet hair. wrapped in your towel.
my old home
Sofia, Bulgaria
April, 2012

overcast morning. boiling kettle. sore throat. wet hair. wrapped in your towel.

my old home

Sofia, Bulgaria

April, 2012

Finally January was over. The most despicable month of the year. Eleven more to go. He lit up a cigarette and took a deep drag. Two streams of smoke came out of his nose and this familiar look of relief washed over his face. Once he explained to her: “I would quit smoking. It’s just too stressful at work now.” He never really meant to quit cigarettes. At least not for a girl.  But he quitted his job.

It was raining. It had been like that for over a month now and you call that winter. It was cold, wet and his truck was beyond repair. Anyhow, he managed to do some good work on the motorcycle. He spent roughly 50 hours on it in the last couple weeks. He still needed to sync the carbs and adjust the valve clearance, but those were minor stuff compared to what he had done already.

old Yamaha on Maria Luisa st,

Sofia, Bulgaria 

April, 2012

I tried convincing God to change you
We had it out, and he said, “No”
Said a choice is a choice, and he says you made it
He’ll help you along, but God why is nothing free?
July, 2010
Narragansett Bay, Rhode Island 

I tried convincing God to change you

We had it out, and he said, “No”

Said a choice is a choice, and he says you made it

He’ll help you along, but God why is nothing free?


July, 2010

Narragansett Bay, Rhode Island 

Hobos and tacos

and broken down Hondas

No-doze and slo-mos and Jane Fucking Fondas

Sunshine and red wine

And how is the torque?

I miss New York


NYC

October, 2010

Victor Jr and Elijah bear
Sofia, Bulgaria
April, 2012

Victor Jr and Elijah bear

Sofia, Bulgaria

April, 2012

ryanescalante:

A Heart Can Heal - Original Song By: Ryan Escalante


Elijah, 
the bear who traveled the world and the seven seas. 
Current location: my nephew’s bedroom. Sofia, Bulgaria.
April, 2012

Elijah, 

the bear who traveled the world and the seven seas. 

Current location: my nephew’s bedroom. Sofia, Bulgaria.

April, 2012

Men in a ship are always looking up,

and men ashore are usually looking down.

- John Masefield, from “Sea-Fever”, 1902

From the album ‘The harbor’

Newport, Rhode Island

June, 2010

Roots and lies, roots and lies, our family tree is old

From there we climb the golden hill, calmly will eternity

I held your heart, a giant wand; all tell of sorrow

And history begins to be blue and brown eyes

Victor Jr.

Sofia, Bulgaria

April 8th, 2012

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