Tuesday, April 29, 2014


Medium, 2014

Dipping back into Greene, I've been noticing how much you can tell about a person by observing the smallest details.

Just as I had expected my new lawn-mower was wet all over: I dried it carefully and oiled the blades before I did anything else. Then I boiled myself two eggs and made a cup of tea for lunch. I had much to think about.

-Graham Greene, Travels with My Aunt

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

While in Real Life

Rose in Mailbox, 2014
Human communication, it sometimes seems to me, involves an exaggerated amount of time. How briefly and to the point people always seem to speak on the stage or on the screen, while in real life we stumble from phrase to phrase with endless repetition.

Graham Greene, Travels with My Aunt

Thursday, April 17, 2014


View from Lounge, 2014

I have decided to refer to my writing room/office as my lounge. It somehow removes pressure. The difference between saying I'm going into the office and I'm going to the lounge is immense.

You see, I sometimes need to play psychological games with myself to make things happen. It is what it is. It's like my dad says, is it really a placebo if it works?

Lounge. It's a good word. Say it. Did your mouth form a sly little Rat Pack smile? You know it did.

Monday, April 14, 2014


Post, 2014

Sometimes you have to lose a day to move forward.

Thursday, April 10, 2014


Thursday Afternoon, 2014

"The most exhausting thing in life, I have discovered, is being insincere."
-Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Tuesday, April 8, 2014


Friday, 2014

A blank slate mind on a ferry ride.

Wednesday, April 2, 2014


Lemon, 2014 

It could have been better, but isn't that always the case? I just wanted something out there. A small piece of myself.

Why? Am I afraid of being forgotten? Maybe.

It was simple. Simple things speak to me. Simple isn't the problem.

Unrefined is the problem. But crude can work, on occasion. Usually not.

And I'll do it again. I know I'll do it again, and again, and again.