This year, I am participating in Elle Luna’s #The100DayProject. Its an art initiative in which you pick your choice of medium or media, be it drawing, painting, writing, photography, you name it. Then, you create, create, and create for 100 days and post them on a daily basis.




For my project, I decided to go with photography, with possible hints of illustrations as I move along with it. The theme for the series is sharply based on nostalgia as it is something I have be repeatedly experiencing recently.

Usually, I post each photograph on Instagram, Twitter & Facebook, while journalling them on VSCO, but I also decided to post weekly collection of the series on the blog as well.

100 Days of Nostalgia #The100DayProject

Day 1


Mere forgetfulness cannot remove it

Nor wishing bring it back, as long as it remains

The white precipitate of its dream

In the climate of sighs flung across our world,

A cloth over a birdcage.

“But it is certain that

What is beautiful seems so only in relation to a specific

Life, experienced or not, channeled into some form

Steeped in the nostalgia of a collective past.”

Poem By John Ashbury

Day 2


“For it is up to you and me to take solace in nostalgia’s arms

and our ability to create

the everlasting from fleeting moments.”

Poem by Sanober Khan, A touch, a tear, a tempest

Day 3


“I cannot speak for all the emptiness

between the earth and me,

the cold spaces that hold this clarity.”

Poem by William Wright, from Three Heresies: Poems

Day 4


More Than Myself

“Not that it was beautiful,

but that, in the end, there was

a certain sense of order there;

something worth learning

in that narrow diary of my mind,

in the commonplaces of the asylum

where the cracked mirror

or my own selfish death

outstared me . . .

I tapped my own head;

it was glass, an inverted bowl.

It’s small thing

to rage inside your own bowl.

At first it was private.

Then it was more than myself.”

Poem by Anne Sexton

Day 5





in sepia dust.”

Haiku by Brian Strand

Day 6


“There’s a bluebird in my heart

that wants to get out

but I’m too tough for him,

I say, stay in there, I’m not going

to let anybody see


Poem by Charles Bukowski

Day 7


“How quick and rushing life can sometimes seem, when at the same time it’s so slow and sweet and everlasting.”

Excerpt by Graham Swift, Tomorrow

Next Week

That’s all for this week, I’ll be posting regularly every week my collections of poems coupled with my photography. I must say, this project is quite therapeutic. I have always enjoyed photography and poetry. I am considering starting my own poetry as captions for my photography for the series but as of right now I way too consumed in my photography projects to allow my mind to divert to any other medium but that. But who knows, I might just start now – I tend to do that! 

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Fatima Zehra

Fatima Zehra

A dreamer and a storyteller at heart, Fatima's aim in life is to live as creatively as possible while inducing intention in everything she does as of late. It is because of such intention that Soul of Orion was born. A playground free of rules, fear of expectations and the likes, where she can freely express herself and her work as well as chronicle her journey of being, called life.