Pigeons & Plains

“You know, I do believe in magic. I was born and raised in a magic time, in a magic town, among magicians. Oh, most everybody else didn’t realize we lived in that web of magic, connected by silver filaments of chance and circumstance. But I knew it all along. When I was twelve years old, the world was my magic lantern, and by its green spirit glow I saw the past, the present and into the future. You probably did too; you just don’t recall it. See, this is my opinion: we all start out knowing magic. We are born with whirlwinds, forest fires, and comets inside us. We are born able to sing to birds and read the clouds and see our destiny in grains of sand. But then we get the magic educated right out of our souls. We get it churched out, spanked out, washed out, and combed out. We get put on the straight and narrow and told to be responsible. Told to act our age. Told to grow up, for God’s sake. And you know why we were told that? Because the people doing the telling were afraid of our wildness and youth, and because the magic we knew made them ashamed and sad of what they’d allowed to wither in themselves.

After you go so far away from it, though, you can’t really get it back. You can have seconds of it. Just seconds of knowing and remembering. When people get weepy at movies, it’s because in that dark theater the golden pool of magic is touched, just briefly. Then they come out into the hard sun of logic and reason again and it dries up, and they’re left feeling a little heartsad and not knowing why. When a song stirs a memory, when motes of dust turning in a shaft of light takes your attention from the world, when you listen to a train passing on a track at night in the distance and wonder where it might be going, you step beyond who you are and where you are. For the briefest of instants, you have stepped into the magic realm.

That’s what I believe.

The truth of life is that every year we get farther away from the essence that is born within us. We get shouldered with burdens, some of them good, some of them not so good. Things happen to us. Loved ones die. People get in wrecks and get crippled. People lose their way, for one reason or another. It’s not hard to do, in this world of crazy mazes. Life itself does its best to take that memory of magic away from us. You don’t know it’s happening until one day you feel you’ve lost something but you’re not sure what it is. It’s like smiling at a pretty girl and she calls you “sir.” It just happens.

These memories of who I was and where I lived are important to me. They make up a large part of who I’m going to be when my journey winds down. I need the memory of magic if I am ever going to conjure magic again. I need to know and remember, and I want to tell you.”
Robert R. McCammon, Boy’s Life


Ingrid Williams – Interview

Name : Ingrid Williams

Agency : Chic Model Management

Age and Height : 21Years old , 5”10.5

Eye colour : Green Blue

Instagram : @ingridwillo

How did you get scouted
Through Facebook

What would your pet say about you if we asked for a reference ?
That I am one of a kind

What would you do if you found a penguin in the freezer?
Probably scream and think why the heck there is a penguin in my freezer

Your a new addition to the crayon box, what colour would you be and why ?
White, so I will live forever

What is the funniest thing that has happened to you recently?
It happened to my brother – he got locked out of his apartment and he was only wearing his underwear …So I had to order him an uber to mine so he could stay at my place for the night. I had to give him some of my clothes to wear too!

Describe the colour yellow to someone who is blind.?
Think of the sun and its warmth. Yellow is the colour of the sun and I guess it also represents the feeling of joy and happiness. It’s a happy colour.

whats something uncool you love anyway ?
I love to write letters and collect cards. When I’m overseas I write letters to loved ones and send hilarious cards. I have a whole stash of them at home.

Why is a tennis ball fuzzy?
Because it slows down the ball to make sure it doesn’t bounce too high

How lucky are you and why?
Extremely lucky. I have a family that loves me and I am able to travel the world for my work.

If you could only choose one song to play every time you walked into a room for the rest of your life, what would it be?
You can call me al – paul simon

A penguin walks through the door wearing a sombrero. What does he say and why is he here?
He is wearing a sombrero because its Tequila Tuesdays and he is asking if I want to join him for a drink!

Describe your life using film titles ?

Your on Death row, what would your last meal be?
A prosciutto pizza

Fav modelling experience?
Walking for Victoria Beckham