-This sky through this window feels like a painting. So quiet it all seems, so slow it moves as we speed through this air with haste. So many moving parts in this still vastness.
Days and Nights
Some Holy Sky
⎯ What is this light that draws me near? This glory passing by leaves me Grace-full, bathing me in the heat of this moment, beneath the rays of this sun.
New Orleans - Part 1
This city has a soul like no other. Seems like I've lived here for a while and it's only been a month.
A quick getaway to a Yurt
⎯ Decompressing in the most remote location we could find. We wanted some snow and to be in a yurt and we couldn't find a colder place in NY this time of the year.
Brooklyn to Washington Heights
Some Distant Sun Goes down.
What a long day, such a long day, such a great day. Looking forward to some rest and relaxation this weekend.
To the Bottom of the Earth.
This must have been the longest week ever. From Wisconsin all the way to Arizona in a small car, traveling to see the Havasupai Indian Reservation. We camped at the top of Canyonlands and at the bottom where we reached the reservation. I've never felt so small in comparison to the nature that was around me. You could see forever it seemed. I hope someday I can return.
Amazing Adventure on the open spaces.
Testing Color Studies
Industry People
Empire Act
Empire State of Mind.
Fashion District, Manhattan
.sometimes i forget that am 20 stories off the ground and it gets cold up here sometimes in that knowledge. and this building shakes often and i wonder why, a sound structure over taking an entire nyc block. sometimes i even forget that there are 21 stories above me and i wonder why this place shakes. sometimes i forget the streets below are hollow with tunnels and i wonder why these tremors that i can clearly see in the water atop my desk? i wonder why this building shakes so often in the winter, is it expanding and contracting in the winds, is it the trains grinding steel deep down below, or the weight of its occupants shaking in anticipation of friday, i wonder why this building shakes so often on mondays, is it me? is it you?
Republica Dominicana | My Second Return
La Zona Colonial, Republica Dominicana.
What an amazing experience this was. I mean talk about history, it seems like the first everything in the Americas is in this country of mine. As a child, I lived very close to El Conde, and coming back here brought some amazing memories.
