oh, won't you be mine

"If our love is only a will to possess, it is not love."
- Thich Nhat Hanh

Image? Back to Eugenio.

if you can't say something riveting...

Someone recalled of their encounter with the poet, Dylan Thomas:

"Dylan talked copiously, then stopped. 'Somebody's boring me,' he said, 'I think it's me.'"

Oh my, how sometimes I relate.

See? Even the same Eugenio Recuenco photo rut (not that I love him less for it).

I shall return with another post that I guarantee not to dull you - or more importantly me - yes?

Voyage of the H.M.S. Wind-Up Heart

"Surely all art is the result of one's having been in danger, of having gone through an experience all the way to the end, where no one can go any further." - Rainer Maria Rilke


Photo is still Eugenio Recuenco - what can I say? Art/Photography-wise, I'm in a rut. But latey, his pics all seem to perfectly suit my mood.

one way trip to the hotsprings on Mars

"Wish for your deepest desires, she said & when I asked if they'd come true, she said they always do, so you might as well get them out in the open while you're still young enough to correct any serious mistakes." - Brian Andreas


Photo is a more offbeat and amusing side of fabulous photographer Eugenio Recuenco.

the commute

"Security – does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure or nothing." – Helen Keller


Photo is by Eugenio Recuenco - oh, eventually you'll see every one from this particular spread of his.

drifting and sinking

You know when the water is coming in faster than you can either paddle or bucket it out? When you're so consumed with the notion of outright survival that when you pause and take a breath you think "Wait?! Am i even headed in the right direction?" swiftly followed by "Don't think - just go - it's the only way you're going to make it out alive."

yeah. that's me. right now. this week. this month. this moment. and, i kindly ask the rain gods, please not this entire year.

excavating old landlords and coordinating documentaries and holding down five jobs and spreadsheets and squatters and business strategies and fuel caps and leaps and legal battles and giving to the WSPA and writing and attempts at writing and holding up my end of family and friendships and merrily, impassionedly, frenziedly, we go down the stream...


The emblematic photo of my distress (only the indifferent male subject looks much more tranquil than I) by Eugenio Recuenco.