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