803.
Zip code vibes.
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concrete curve.
Two months ago I commuted to Boulder in the a.m., checkbook in hand. Proper funds and proper planning culminated, a new set of keys to show for it all. Repeatedly I find myself describing Denver to others, mostly as a “harsh yet consistent teacher”. It is the place where I finally turned inward, discovering my […]
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archive II: slush.
My mother’s oncologist, a man of great optimism throughout her battle, finally shot it to us straight once her liver was engorged with disease. We were told that her predicament gave her roughly six to nine weeks to live. She was presented with a choice: chemotherapy, or not. Ultimately she accepted the treatment. It killed […]
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I have decent portraits of Chrome to account for years three and four of his short life. The shot above was captured last week, just after his fifth birthday. Right before my eyes, the baby boy is becoming a young man.
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ear’s eve.
A group of rowdy filmmakers also decided to spend this unseasonably warm evening at my favorite coffeehouse. Riddled with character, it sports rickety wooden floors throughout, complete with hip baristas and book borrowing based on the honor system. With a little too much hesitation, one of them speaks up: I need to go call my […]
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When I dare to be powerful, to use my strength in the service of my vision, then it becomes less and less important whether I am afraid.” -Audre Lorde A recurrent concern in deciding to blog again has been the gazillion blogs in existence today. Insecurities fueled by self doubt, hindered by the belief that there […]
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