I live in a city of hustle and bustle, chaos, movement, GO!-GO!-GO!, concrete, distractions, “The nexCRRSHH is CRRSHHH Street,” cabs, triple shot espressos, cockroaches, traffic lights, HONK-HONNNNNNNK, blocks, avenues, “Hey grrrl! TSK, Damn sexy! Why don’t you smile!?,” buses, litter, rats, and creation. The city lives, breathes, and grows; a creature brought to life by the pedestrians and traffic pouring continuously through its street veins. And then the…
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Spring in Brooklyn Is a story of colors and contrast Where nature and design collide Displaying life anew.
Today my wonderful partner and I are celebrating nine years together. How time flies! As he does most years, he has proudly grown out his beard for the last 7-8 months of fall and winter. He asked me to take a “Noir” photo of him before he goes for a “spring cleaning” shave. Here’s to you, handsome. Still the love of my life after…
“His cadence encapsulates both creation and destruction in their endless exchange and balance… O teach me how to work and keep me kind.” Stanley Kunitz During the first weeks of grieving, I read two books of poetry obsessively, one being Stephen Cramer’s Shiva’s Drum. Shiva is a Hindu deity whose attributes include opposing themes: the benefactor and the destroyer. This duality within the single…
The only word that came to heart and mind during this sunrise. [Na·ma·ste: derived from Sanskrit, a customary Hindu expression used as both a greeting and farewell. In some contexts, namaste is used by one person to express gratitude for assistance offered or given, and to thank the other person for their generous kindness.]