red.red. i pissed my bed

not really. I have stopped thinking and started doing.

feels good!

rough

I scanned some images this morning.

I don't know how they will all come together.

i am thinking a very small triptych or two triptychs.

I am having a problem relating my points of

interests and their convergence. Trying to make images

speak, intersect and build on a concept or a feeling is always so hard for me.

+ i am shooting again.

Order|Rules|Regulations

for the last three or so days i have been happy, the type of happy that makes me

worried, expecting a big crash to come at the end of it all. I think the vitamins are

beginning to help even me out. B complex, magnesium and calcium are a godsend. Or

it could be that the prayer and meditation is finally working.

I got two organizers today and went through a year of paper, it is amazing how much of

it i kept. My life is now organized in 30 folders and there is this amazing sense of

accomplishment. I think i am finding new ways of ignoring all the work I have to do.

Cleaning, reading, walking and of course the old means of escape is always there as well.

I have started shooting some film again, true sign that I am in between lost and found. On any

other day I would find myself deep in anxiety but something out of the ordinary, extraordinary is happening to me. In the last few days I have seen a lot of art and my mind seems sponge-ish and my tongue looser. I am doing all sorts of multi tasking and it finally seems as though some sort of normalcy is creeping back in after the hell of last year.

Or i just could be having a good day.

quenip!

glorious morning and my mood is completely synchronized,

on friday I went deep into brooklyn and found some

quineps, chinets, ackees - true sign of the existing melting pot

that i come from. They come from the Dominican Republic although

the vendor swore they were from Trinidad. He was wrong and

I am now the holder of a export tag.

My mother still tells me to be careful when i eat them, the slippery

deliciousness is all that i could ask for this morning.

a new route

I have decided upon leaving my internship on thursdays,

fridays and on tuesdays once a month, I will do it

by walking over the brooklyn bridge and taking a new path

uptown until my feet hurt. note to self, blisters

really hurt & buy a pair of sneakers.

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wish.

i took my camera with me today,

the ferries were gleaming at sundown

and all the ships in the new york harbor spoke

rapidly to me at the same time.

hustle