Monday, May 24, 2010
her name
"...according to the legend, the dragons give you a secret name in their language. and you must never disclose this name. to tell anyone your dragon name is to give them power over you. any time they call out to you, you have to go to them, you are drawn to them."
"that afternoon in your house, i felt as if i was telling you my dragon name. and now you know it and you can do with it what you will."
fourteen years and counting
"...after the darkness was created, his days were spent being hunted by it. it didn't want to hunt him, it just wanted him to feel hunted. and so it chased him all day, being careful not to ever catch him. but not letting him escape either.
one day, he made the choice and stopped. with a planet of fear in his heart, he turned around and looked at the darkness for the very first time. and it was his face he saw in it.
from that day on, he made everything light. the darkness stayed dark, but it was so bright, it couldn't see him."
"it reminded me of you."
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
in three weeks
i went from
a noisy cricket match
into a bus with a funky geometric floor
out a dinky airplane
into a city more tibet than india
with a quirky restaurant
and lovely tibetan thenthuk with a book
to a silent forest
and a whispery ashram where i could take no pictures but made many doodles (coming up)
to a music-filled house
to a perfect, silent train journey into the desert
straight on to a chaotic film set
and back to the city
to familiar things, both sad and funny
and barely a week later, i've already booked my tickets to go back to the ashram
and do it all over again next month
a noisy cricket match
into a bus with a funky geometric floor
out a dinky airplane
into a city more tibet than india
with a quirky restaurant
and lovely tibetan thenthuk with a book
to a silent forest
and a whispery ashram where i could take no pictures but made many doodles (coming up)
to a music-filled house
to a perfect, silent train journey into the desert
straight on to a chaotic film set
and back to the city
to familiar things, both sad and funny
and barely a week later, i've already booked my tickets to go back to the ashram
and do it all over again next month
Thursday, April 22, 2010
1987
someone i went to kindergarten with tagged me in this picture on facebook a few days ago
i didn't remember him, but silly little fragments about some of the others came floating back
the memory of a child is a strange thing
stranger still how different people record different memories about the same thing
didn't milan kundera write a book about this?
it sounds like something he'd write a book about.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
look, look
look, look, look at my blog
the template so airy!
the pictures so big!
we're officially a cell phone and dslr pictures blog, people!
expect some not-so-dinkies soon
and pssst, i've also started sneakily going back in time and editing past photo stories
wheee...
the template so airy!
the pictures so big!
we're officially a cell phone and dslr pictures blog, people!
expect some not-so-dinkies soon
and pssst, i've also started sneakily going back in time and editing past photo stories
wheee...
Friday, April 16, 2010
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