Friday, September 30, 2011

magic happens.

it really does.





there's a story here but it's sort of indescribable.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

girl blowin' in the wind

happy belated birthday my dear, lucy.


will barnet.  one of my faves.
it's girl blowin' in the wind. 
it's a new bicycle
it's the good life.

it's break time



new moon in libra.

evidently a good time for social gatherings, for cultivation of relationships of all kinds.
finding balance of the inner and outer in our lives.
energy movement, releasing that which is stuck.

As Saturn continues its transit through Libra, relationships are the focal point of serious growth and maturity. Responsibility for our past choices which have placed us in current situation within relationship

autumnal equinox, new moon, change is in the air, can you feel it?
time to break out of limiting patterns.

you can hear it from me.  or you can hear it there.
either way, it's all the same.
me da lo mismo
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Saturday, September 17, 2011

nanny nanny poo poo

the frontera between the US and Mexico reminded me of drawing imaginary lines as a kid.

one big game of nanny nanny poo poo, you can't come over.

sing it with me




the wall extends right into the ocean.



that's more of it behind that house.




sure makes me feel safe.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

highway info tune into AM 530

the only thing they could possibly tell you to expect would be:
straight, flat, hot.

drove across the state of California.

here's what it looks like for days:













those are all shots taken of one farm. 
one crop.
one plant.
can  you spell m o n o c r o p p i n g ?

Friday, September 2, 2011

if only i was wittier

 I could come up with a humorous way to reference my own thoughts.

As the brilliant 4 year old daughter of my friend said recently:
"do you want to hear everything that's in my head right now?"

I don't care how famous you are or how many crappy movies you've starred in.  If you come into my grocery store at close when I'm trying to sweep, mop and go home and you take your sweet little time going through and filling your basket while the rest of the staff hops to to wrap up your buddha statue, I'm going to be entirely unimpressed.




sometimes this is the perspective you have


sometimes this is all it takes to shift the perspective





the unnamed will remain unimpressively nameless