RILEY QUINN FARMERY

This is the story of the amethyst geode, which lived in a corner for most of my life. Until it got dropped one day and cracked on its...

I grew up in a house in the city. By the I mean NYC. My mom, brother and I lived in a house in a row of historical houses. They were so...

The smell of garlic cooking reminds me of home. As soon as it’s sizzling it makes my stomach rumble. Something about the aroma is...

I’ve met a lot of intriguing people at my art school this past year. Including a few girls that I had a crush on. I liked to watch them...

“You know how to find me. Unlock the clues, your memories will take you there” On a sidewalk still wet from rain I find these words....

Loss. I feel it in my life, thoughts tumbled together. Of innocence, friendships, relationships, family. To fights, break-ups, illnesses,...

Music is so interlaced in my life. One of the main things I make sure I have when I leave the house is my ipod. I will turn around and go...

12/9/12 Another place: A personalized room is still a prison. No matter what you put in it. If you spend enough time in a room you get...

10/6/12 Black Lake: Arthur, the orange and white striped cat. lay buried beneath the earth. Above him was a place marker made out of...

Every time I visit my family in Florida I love passing by this famous kiss. I would love to have someone dip me when they kiss me, how...