metaphorically speaking...

A leaning horse,

An ice-melt aspen river,

A fly-fishing cowboy and his pup.

These were the scenes at Rawah Ranch.

Rawah Wilderness, Colorado

As Spring starts to Pop here in Portland (Maine), ocean days are on the way...

..Just a few nor’easters’ left.

Portland, Maine

Higgins Beach, Maine

Peaks Island, Maine

Finding the light,

Breath,

Fluidity,

Warmth,

Shadow,

Of living human.

February 2018

Days ago. 

Junaluska +

Trout Lake

Boone, North Carolina

Kitten portraits from a Cold Boone House. 

I had just return from Colorado. I was trapped between my (personally and externally imposed) pressures for Grad School and chasing my hot passions, like dance and people.

I studied I worked I limboed I loved. 

I began dancing West Coast Swing.

I was accepted to the MA program I wanted to pursue and was graciously offered a full ride.

I first accepted, then refused the offer so that I could instead drop all presupisitions and follow my heart-line first to Italy, then to Russia, then to train my soul through partner dancing.

Yes, I make up words in English. Yes, I do still think about that decision and will likely continue to so long as I’m figuring and re-configuring my human experience...

There is no “right” choice, but I have found that there are conditions, contexts, and pursuits that are and are not healthy for you...

I chose invigoration, and I chose not to wait.

*The calico is my dear Nayeli at less than 1-year old.

*The white kitty is Luna, my brief roommates cat at the time. Luna had territory and anxiety issues and eventually ruined my bed by pissing on it so many times...Poor Luna.

Boone, North Carolina 

Hat-wearing days... on the way !

Top + Bottom Photo:

Boone, North Carolina

2012-2013 

Middle Photo:

Washington, DC, Dupont Circle

Peonies in bloom @ the dacha.

We shared a mushroom bounty and grilled kabab, mulled wine and the warmth of a fire. It was a cold sleep. It felt like “home”

Saint Petersburg, Russia

Shadows of a love past, but not lost. 

1) Miami, FL 2014

A Day in Quito.

The horses of Assateague. Yes, that is a pee-stream where there should technically be a leg. I’m not sure how I captured this photograph...

During the summer, Renaud and I took a car down to Assateague to discover the enchanted, horse-dominated island. During this trip, I learned that:

-Horses will eat the tourists’ marshmallows if not guarded.

-Most humans have no idea how to interact with Equidae, and are quite terrified of them.

-Renaud really, really dislikes mosquitos. Especially if they are flying around the humid car you are trying to sleep in while simultaneously avoiding park police.

-Rum.

Assateague Island, Maryland

“Dusk” during белые ночи in St. Petersburg, Russia.

Mood

Reflections, artwork of a dear friend.

Boone, NC

Beautiful DC. The intersection of R & 19th, a block from my house. Fall fire contrasts with bluebird skies. Turrets reach UP and I dream of the interior of those princess, Victorian-style rooms. Afternoon light shines on the block-sale...

Washington, DC

Cardinal sunset from a temporary tranquility house.

Silver Spring, Maryland