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Luisa Byrum

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Luisa or Avalu or Lu
Cincinnati 🖇️ & Somewhere
Seeking beauty in everything

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smiley eyes with rosy cheeks taken in Adult World T.N. by @avalu_jpeg

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5 months ago

2025 was too alive to be flattened into one New Years post. A year of motion and stillness, changing, and being tendered by the world. The year of the Snake, I feel as if I shedded a million skins. I am slowly picking through the overwhelming large archive I’ve produced this summer in Morocco working for Open Doors. Here is a few of my favorite videos that breathe the many shades of المملكة المغربية.

I saw 12 cities and towns in Morocco over a course of 6 weeks. Everyday was a rush.. of light, of voices, of stories unfolding faster than I could hold them. I learned new ways to document and organize. I learned that while my camera is my greatest tool is it also my greatest fear.

Birds are my best friend in photos… can you find them all? taken in Morocco - المغرب by @avalu_jpeg

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9 months ago

Chicago New Year, film by @campbellhm, me, & friends.

Byebyechicagochipotlenutella by @avalu_jpeg

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8 months ago

Sabali means patience and calm… in Bambara. And while I wasn’t in Africa, my host family played this in the car one time on the way to the field in the morning. I liked it a lot, so much that it was the only new song I had downloaded and could listen to while I was working. Italy was about being sabali. In Italian however, it’s Pazienza or Calma I think… anyways

I got to see my loving father and loving sueby. Spent almost two weeks learning what Italy was all about. Art. Eating. And walking. Then, off to the Dolomites where I broke bread and my back for three weeks with Olya, Mama Patti and Dina the lab on the farm. And finally, one and a half blessed and holy days with two of my deepest friends Cece and Emily. Who I said goodbye to in Morocco / Cinci believing it would be the last time I’d see them in a very long time. But surprise :) we were in the same place in the right time. So thankful. taken in L'Orto di Mamma Patty by @avalu_jpeg

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3 days ago

my eyes are full taken in Asilah by @avalu_jpeg

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O my love, O my days , I’ll love you 8 to 8 , 10 to 10, meet you in 6 8 by @avalu_jpeg

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2 months ago

There are very few days left to be had in this house.

I will remember and hold close all the memories I have made here in 413. To every one of you who passed through this doorway, you are loved and I carry a part of you with me.

Community is so so important. Thank you for being apart of ours.

Thank you @evilbugsix for the most special first tattoo, I’m obsessed. by @avalu_jpeg

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3 months ago

Two years ago I moved into a house on Southview Ave.

With girls like me who loved to dance and dream. Girls who believed that any ordinary Tuesday could be transformed into something. And so we did, again and again. Turning every ordinary day into something thoughtful.

Anything we wanted to create, was possible here. That was the quiet magic of it. The walls never asked us to be anything smaller than we were. Instead, they held everything we gave them… each photograph, each painting, each carefully chosen object placed with the kind of intention that only comes from people who are building something together.

The house on Southview Ave became our dream home. Our castle. not made of stone and silence, but of string lights and laughter, of mismatched chairs pulled close around a coffin shaped table, of warm dishes passed with both hands and stories told well past midnight. We hosted yard sales where strangers became neighbors, dinner parties where neighbors became friends. We dressed up for Valentine’s dances together for hours, singing to songs that felt written just for us. We surrendered to sleepy Sundays the way only the truly content can… slow mornings, soft voices, and pancakes.

Every door in this house carries a kind of memory in its hinges. Cracked open in the morning to let in a giggle, sharing the covers, with the smell of coffee drifting down the hall. Swung wide at night for a conversation that starts as a whisper and grows into something luminous.

And now we are scattering. To new cities, new chapters, and versions of ourselves that this house helped us build. And I find myself moving slower through each room and moment, as if walking too fast might cause something irreplaceable to slip through my fingers. Because how rare is it to have built something so alive, nurturing, forgiving, and fruitful as this?

The walls of 413 Southview Ave will hold the echos of our ordinary days long after the last painting comes down from its nail, and last box is carried through the door. This house might be empty but it will never forget, the people who passed through and neither will we.

Thank you @kylew.tif for making us this time capsule of photos. by @avalu_jpeg

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4 months ago

la la la nyc dump la la la I love @taylor.kcd thx for being so sexy and cool and awesome muah by @avalu_jpeg

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7 months ago

yellow springs fall 2024 a cold plunge by @avalu_jpeg

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7 months ago

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8 months ago

If your friends ask you to go see Punxsutawney Phil, you better go. Even if it’s the night before. Even if you have to drive 6 hours at 6pm. And get up at 4 in the morning the same night, stand in the cold for hours just so a bunch of guys named Thunder and Shingle can read a sacred rodent scroll that will send the crowd stampeding to the buses that will be too full leaving you to walk 32 minutes in your best attire and frozen toes to the Walmart parking lot.
You better go. Because it’s the right thing to do. taken in Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania by @avalu_jpeg

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