An Encounter: Maybe Next Time
It was a beautiful late morning on Friday, almost 11:30 a.m., and there I was several feet below ground under harsh florescent bulbs at the 7th Avenue subway…
It was a beautiful late morning on Friday, almost 11:30 a.m., and there I was several feet below ground under harsh florescent bulbs at the 7th Avenue subway…
More often than not I do my style shoots several days ahead but things sort of took over this week and loads of stuff went in a manner…
Except to entertain my vanity in a journal (Oi diary, yesterday bleated more cow-ish than goat-ish) and to record my dreams when I wake, I write at night for it…
Substance, Shadow, and Spirit by T'ao Ch'ien Noble or base, wise or stupid, none but cling tenaciously to life. This is a…
Give me that tutu, you! ^_^ Love the purple hair. It looks edible. Note to self: should we ever decide to dye the hair, violet must be…