"jenamalone: It’s amazing to get to be a shape shifter in this world. One moment a movie star walking a red carpet. A dirty haired traveler spacing out in an immigration line. A proud sister who tries to set good examples. A needy friend who just wants to cause some trouble. A celibate women trying to redefine her beauty in the world. A model that has to ensure hours of sitting and being fussed over. A human being hungry for a connection. An open heart listening to the universe for instruction. I’m blessed to get to live between definition and like a private eye disappear into so many different worlds. Oh and I like this photo. @oliviamalone shot it for @tidalmag it’s nice to dress up and be girly :) texture edit by me 😝"
Jena Malone with the girl who was her guide through the city of Yangon.
Jena Malone loves Myanmar
"jenamalone: I have my fathers nose and my mothers eyes. And my grandmothers cheekbones and my sisters courage. I have my uncles long legs and my grandfathers people skills. I have skin like my irish ancestors. But standing today in an abandoned temple naked as the day is long I realized I am more then I’ve ever been. Because it’s not about where your from or what skin your born in. It’s about what you believe. It’s about what you créate".
"jenamalone: Climbing to the top of a12,000 year old pagoda. I meditated with my guide in the darkness before first light. Slowly I hear them, the other fellow travelers. Carrying their zoo mentality , camera armed and cocksure. A prize fighter claiming the right to view her, better. Like all her wild beauty could be contained in a single frame. The sounds of roosters and a monk saying the morning prayer on a radio in the distance gives way to shutter clicks and conversation. I ,in turn ,have my own conversation with the dawn . With my eyes closed. I imagine we are on a first date. And when I receive her I am blinded by her beauty. But all subtle strength turns shy when a camera is placed between the heart and the minds eye. I whisper to her "I’ll keep my eyes closed till your ready, I want you to feel safe" she keeps quiet until I feel her , the warmest light on my face. No words now. Just two lights meeting each other. A metaphysical form of first base. ##truelove".
Jena Malone in Myanmar, at the ancient city of Bagan.
"The last one of the night. Me and my buddies sharing their only can of lychee soda with me before I left the misty mountain tops. I love the kids here. So generous and free. It’s been honor to get to hang with them even just for a soda and a few laughs."