I have a full day to just think and be quiet. I haven't spoken to anyone yet, and it's almost noon. I do have some errands to run and will need to talk later, but what a privilege. For once, my neighbor hasn't put on his religious programming. (I feel sometimes like complaining but he's... Continue Reading →
The Photo Not Taken
"If you didn't take the photograph, you weren't there." — Garry Winogrand Sometimes you just can't take the photo that you'd like to. Either the image passes by too quickly, or needs too much describing, or involves asking permission from people and I just don't want to be exploitive and take the photo anyway. (A... Continue Reading →
The Girondes at the Girons
I'm on the train, and there are two girls sitting in front of me. They look like twins, but only in their make-up and presentation. Their nails are long with extensions and pretty colored designs. Left girl's nails are red, right girl blue. Their eyebrows are plucked/shaved/epilated into sharp, stabbing lines. They are both wearing... Continue Reading →
Time
A long time ago, back in the nineties, I took a sabbatical. In modern terms, this would kind of be a gap year, except I was a bit older. I'd tried a career that wasn't working out. So I grabbed every job I could for around twelve months to save money, and took off for... Continue Reading →