taylor eagan : photography & ephemera

** the girl picked a rough weekend to visit the O for the 1st time ❄️ (at Film Streams' Dundee Theater) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bs1v0fdlder/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1cbe8qru7wnis

** gifford park snow day (at Gifford Park, Omaha) https://www.instagram.com/p/BsjueZpFrXu/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=119593bnmwsl8

** theater perks 🎥 #16mm (at Film Streams' Dundee Theater) https://www.instagram.com/p/Brvi34fFp0d/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1wv8twbqj74fm

** solstice at the zoo (at Omaha's Henry Doorly Zoo and Aquarium) https://www.instagram.com/p/BrqqTVAlgZS/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=19k183thmphze

** december patterns https://www.instagram.com/p/Bq5o18XFBuf/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=tbf2r5f25zu4

** this bath bomb looks like blood

** he liked the bath bomb so much, he made me do two #firstbathbombever https://www.instagram.com/p/Bq3aDdKFJ_6/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=19u5rvppcfm5x

** interlude https://www.instagram.com/p/BqgBbtPlOI9/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1alrmhedjy2u0

** what a night (at First Avenue & 7th St Entry) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqWZYGmFUxc/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1ldb1bzr1mpi4

** my cacti don’t like these cloudy days, but i do ☁️ https://www.instagram.com/p/BpyT02TFEZM/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=jqrzem3m5q35

** did you know the Dundee is haunted? 👻 (at Film Streams' Dundee Theater) https://www.instagram.com/p/BpnbeIylvwi/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=ducfppai51j0

** Thank you Coe College 4 all the fond holiday memories. (I won a Pizza Daddy gift card w/ this bug-catcher costume & ate my body weight in cream cheese cheesy bread. I also lost my jar of bugs @ the TKE house. 🤷🏼‍♀️) (at Cedar Rapids, Iowa) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bpm3_1GlElz/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1bfx8o3wabymo

There was the day we swam in a river, a lake, and an ocean.   And the day I quit the job my father got me.   And the day I stood outside a door,   and listened to my girlfriend making love   to someone obviously not me, inside,   and I felt strange because I didn’t care.   There was the morning I was born,   and the year I was a loser,   and the night I was the winner of the prize   for which the audience applauded.   Then there was someone else I met,   whose face and voice I can’t forget,   and the memory of her   is like a jail I’m trapped inside,   or maybe she is something I just use                                         to hold my real life at a distance. Happiness, Joe says, is a wild red flower                        plucked from a river of lava   and held aloft on a tightrope                        strung between two scrawny trees   above a canyon                        in a manic-depressive windstorm. Don’t drop it, Don’t drop it, Don’t drop it—,   And when you do, you will keep looking for it   everywhere, for years,   while right behind you,   the footprints you are leaving   will look like notes                                            of a crazy song.

countdown (at Colorado) https://www.instagram.com/p/BpZ6JLRF2EF/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=kq6gz0pzxfp0

** happy birthday, nerdo 🍰 gonna buy you a cake and eat the whole thing myself 💁🏼‍♀️ https://www.instagram.com/p/Bo184tclmV0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1n3rnbcw6cfbm