Monthly Archives: July 2010

what makes a city?

what makes a city?

This city, however, does not tell its past, but contains it like the lines of a hand, written in the coursers of the streets, …

 

rest here.

rest here.

“A Blessing for One Who Is Exhausted” by John O’Donohue When the rhythm of the heart becomes hectic, Time takes on the strain until it breaks; Then all the …

 

hide and seek.

hide and seek.

I don’t remember the context in which I took this photo of my grandmother. Why she has her hands over her eyes like that. I …

 

la vie boheme.

la vie boheme.

To days of inspiration, Playing hookey, making something Out of nothing, the need To express- To communicate, To going against the grain, Going insane, Going mad To loving tension, no pension To more than …

 

beach baby.

beach baby.

Expecting their first in September. We took photos on a foggy, windswept Ocean Beach and amongst the craggy ruins of the Sutro Baths. The mood …

 

we live here.

we live here.

Yesterday this photo of Nirmala from her i live here:SF story got picked up by SFist for their Day Around the Bay recap and I’ve …