Self Portrait & Randy’s Painting
I’m so lucky. The casita I’m subletting is fully furnished, including walls filled with my landlord’s original paintings. It’s a bit like living in a gallery, really.
Did I say, I’m so lucky?
I’m so lucky. The casita I’m subletting is fully furnished, including walls filled with my landlord’s original paintings. It’s a bit like living in a gallery, really.
Did I say, I’m so lucky?
I’m so loving creating images with my iPhone… to the point I rarely pick up the big ol’ digital Canon. There’s an immediacy, simplicity and freedom…
Hail in May? All I can say is The Land of Enchantment continues to amaze me. My living room windows bore witness to snow flurries and hail, followed by a brisk quality of blazing light searing through the canyon that sparked memories of Autumn in me.
What would I do without my cold mist vaporizer in the middle of the desert? Shrivel up like a raisin, probably. This morning I’m contemplating the way my thoughts materialize out of nowhere, float around for awhile…
Everything that we see is a shadow cast by that which we do not see.
~ Martin Luther King, Jr.
I find myself cloaked within a blanket of beauty.
I love living on Cerro Gordo Rd. It means “fat hill” in Spanish, but while hiking the trails around here, they feel much like mountains to me. I’m not sure how conditions aligned to allow me to live in such a breathtaking place. Grace, perhaps. The canyon obstructs my view of the sunsets, but quite [...]
The sunset, just over my coyote fence.
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