Thursday, January 24, 2013

Sin palabras

Keeping tabs on words I like.


Sunday, January 13, 2013

Roof hangs

It has been several years since the first and last time I got on my grandmother's roof in Mexico. On our last trip, I made it a point to put it down as a "to do." Clean lines, white surfaces and a view that puts you at ease make it feel like a quiet escape from any sea level thoughts. I snuck up right after a long nap in hammock and watched the sun set on this particular day; above it all.

Saturday, January 12, 2013

Posiciones de ballet

One of my earliest obsessions was ballet. My mother has some questionable photos of me, big-eyed with boyish hair, wearing a leotard and tutu, I'm sure of it. However I never made it beyond private living room performances to Beethoven. On my most recent trip to Mexico, my cousin Carolina (great name) and I got to talking about the Ballerina Project. Without purpose, we decided to try some photos in her backyard with the fleeting sun. These are only a few but I'd say they're a little better than the ones my mother has of me.