embedded at the brim

with ears open

for grey oceans

I still hear

the raking sound that kept you

awake as a child

snowy, sleepy, serene

Such a beautiful morning.  My girlfriend and I slept in a little bit and woke up to a gentle snow.  As she was brewing us fresh coffee, I caught a glimpse of this playful scene out her kitchen window.

the job hunt

As a girl with tattoos I'm officially unqualified for a position as a part-time dominatrix assistant.

illusions get thirsty, too

This might be my favorite video I took at Pamela Love's fashion week presentation today.

the macaroni eating contest

you're nearly in the lead! but can you beat the other contestant?

who's the other contestant?

you're the other contestant!

i'm competing against myself?

just two more bowls to win!

are we feeling conscious of ourselves or just plain self-conscious?

From a recent visit to the Doug Wheeler exhibit: a stranger experiences something that looks familiar.