an excuse for dreaming

being home with the flu the past few days, i thought i'd be able to catch up on some work but ended up too sick and listless to move instead. first i lamented over the waste of time with my many pending deadlines and felt guilty for lying there...but i got the gift of watching the sky as the fog rolled over the city from the ocean and pushed out the sun, and then the colors and movement as day moved into dusk. what resulted was something i rarely allow myself: time to think. no, rather: time to dream. i forgot how much this is part of the creative process.

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precarious balance

 

under the pavement, the beach

two san francisco portraits:

walking with a camera in this city -- one of my best things to do...

day of the dead

feeling inspired, awed, reverent.

tried my best to capture the energy of the night.

heartbreakingly sweet, a shrine for babies.

spinning baby toys hanging from the tree. here, a sippy cup a-twirl.

crossing paths with a skeleton.

scribing messages for the loved and lost.

still life, with pomegranate.

ghost on a cell phone.

color and light.

the webs we weave.