it is fair to say
April 18, 2009
that i am slightly (pretty much completely, absolutely, positively, no ifs ands or buts about it) overwhelmed after this weekend. i’ve got love, love and tulips, coming out my ears. #26 on the list, done and done.
a good friend said to me
April 5, 2009
the other day, ”you are so blessed, God would have to teach you how to fly to beat how blessed you already are.”
today amid the friends, the music, the hotdogs, the kite flying, the water guns, the sangria and the s’mos (not s’mores because i forgot the graham crackers) i knew what he meant. i am rich, rockefeller rich, with blessings.
the weather at the beach, it was california perfect. the sunset, straight out of a movie scene. better than i ever imagined during all those times in portland when i daydreamed of coming home to a birthday like this.
here’s to the list, and scratching off # 9
squealed with delight
February 7, 2009
when i found these pajaritos at the bookstore to start my super cool (like jem and the holograms, she-ra princess of power cool) #22. they remind me of ginny, my college roommate and travel buddy. she’s sweet and soft and tiny like a bird. i’m picturing her smiling as she finds the yellow envelope in her mailbox in madrid.
* photo: palacio real. madrid 2005.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5
February 4, 2009
2) the love: portraits of family and friends. little stories, quotes, reflections of them and me and what we are.
3) up above: in portland i hardly looked at the sky. i didn’t want to. the grey taunted me day after day. here, i wake up and want to race toward the window and say HELLOOOOO! to the sun, tie a thank you note to a shiny red balloon and release it into the air. the blue, it is clear and vast and bright and loyal and it is screaming for my camera’s attention.
4) self-portrait: given how heavy my camera feels, how short my limbs are and how limited my upper-body strength is, this might be a tall order. but i’m going to try to experiment with different elements like light, wind, water and reflection.
5) words: that tickle my tongue and make me pucker my lips; that slip and linger and beg to be said again. photos of words because of the way they look, the way they sound, what they represent or how they make me feel.
* photo: bridge on the edge of a tiny town in sonora, mexico. march 2008.
** woo-hooo! this gets me launched on #10, #16 and #21 on the list of 29 things.
29 things
January 24, 2009
to do before i turn 30. yes, i’m 28. but 29, she’s around the corner. and i realized the other day that this shiny new year will be the last full year of my 20s.
hence, the list.
1. wear red lipstick
2. write a long letter to an old friend
3. learn to shoot manual
4. read house on mango street for a fourth time
5. go to a drive-in movie
6. walk across the brooklyn bridge at sundown
7. fall in love with three new writers
8. keep my balance on my white and purple roller skates
9. throw a party
10. wander aimlessly through the streets of LA
11. develop film in a dark room
12. swing on as many swings as possible (slides count, too)
13. hike up to that hill in el sereno and take in the view of the city
14. record the funny moments — on paper or tape recorder
15. travel to italy or india
16. start a photography project
17. walk in a field of flowers or an orchard
18. spend a lot more time looking up at the sky
19. find a church where i belong
20. write, write, write for myself
21. photograph my family and friends
22. develop an impressive stationary collection
23. buy a home in LA
24. get away to san francisco for a weekend
25. play tennis with chichi and gumba
26. surround myself with tulips
27. reward myself with massages and facials
28. learn to ride a bike again
29. this last one i will keep to myself
- photo: central park, new york. january 2009.
