Age of Aquarius
The latest round of self-portrait/portraits of ZDP and me. In the tryptych above I wanted to capture the feel of a scene in Baz Lurhman’s …
The latest round of self-portrait/portraits of ZDP and me. In the tryptych above I wanted to capture the feel of a scene in Baz Lurhman’s …
Funny how life slides by us, and until you take inventory it’s hard to notice all of the intricacies of a life. We are beings in intervals: tick, tick, tick, click
New place, new time, new sights, new sounds, new steps toward happiness, new smiles, new love. It’s all quite charming, even the trash is interesting.
Let me think-outloud about my life, the journey that it has become, and the pain in the arse it typically is. But: such is life, yes? No. If you pay attention you won’t miss all of the remarkable occurrences that can shape and influence your spectrum. FB will forever influence mine, and ZDP’s.
Ok so here I am, sitting in Philly NYC, waiting for the city to shut down under 2 feet of snow….Didn’t we just do this? And, here I am, without having posted my second post on the new blog. Good knight, what the heck is wrong with this girl–can’t even post on the new blog, much less on ESJG–which is in desperate need of an update. Settle down. Pictures follow the venting of the innermost workings of an overworked artist….
In the pictures of me, I get to tell the story….so they should have a place to land, as well as the stories of the artists, the day, the life of the photo.
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