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Twinge of Nostalgia

Twinge of Nostalgia

I bought this dusty pink dress at Buffalo Exchange in Williamburg, Brooklyn. It makes me think of Raspberry Royale tea, cranberry muffins, grandmothers, and dry-presed leaves used as bookmarks in well-worn books. Rainy Monday nights, like today. Amnesia roses, which I gave for Valentine’s Day. Vibrant paint chips and life in [...]

La Boca

La Boca

Red and Green

servicio de lavanderia

La Boca, reportedly named for the colorful Genoese neighborhood Boccadasse is a neighborhood at the southeast tip of buenos aires. To get to La Boca take Bus 98 or better yet take a cab that will drop you off on the main street El Caminito (the little path). [...]

Beauty in the Decay

I love the old, the vintage, the antiquated, the quaint and all vulgarities of the past. There is a stark beauty in dead flowers. Blossoming flowers are efflugent in their call to admirers. They make you look at them. Dead flowers have a kind of dignity about them. Something there is that does not glow [...]

Eating in Buenos Aires: Asado o Asado

Un Certain Regard
I just loved the look of this restaurant, Patio Baires in San Telmo. You don’t often see places like that. All brick, yellow and orange bursting from the walls to the foods, it’s a rest stop if you are on tourist feet in San Telmo, Buenos Aires. Of course, they specialized in asado, [...]

The Perfect Day in Yellow

Photo Lab: Have You Ever Seen the Rain

…falling down on a rainy day.

Today is one of those days when the sun plays hide and seek with the clouds and you don’t know weather to go to bed early or go dancing. I say, dance :)

Mi estado mental

El sol inconciente y libre

El sol, inconsciente de nuestra dependencia,

va y viene.

juega al escondite inglés con las nubes.

sube o baja.

El sol, quién es rey del patio celestial

no entiende oraciones ni promesas.

Ven, baja, que aquí en la Tierra te queremos también

Libre, el sol baila y suelta su cabello marrón

o de color melocotón

De su propio brillo, goza

Goza, [...]