Bright murals by uninvited artists color painted brick walls in Palermo Soho. Mismatched shops of handcrafted items reach towards streets with names such as “Queens,” “El Salvador” and “Hollywood.” Color oozes through the cracks in the cement and yarn wrapped trees, but their black and white faces hold my consciousness.
The ancient walls are cracked, the tile worn, but the air is fresh and new. He leans in for a forbidden kiss.
Teenagers in Ankara, Turkey are far too fun. We spent the day talking with 16 & 17 year-olds, and wished we could spend longer. It was endless energy for about four hours.
People mill around, early for their train. The man next to me looks around, his destination on his mind. Philip (my Nikon) sits casually in my lap. I look at the track as his gaze moves to me.
After I was settled in we took the train from Torcy Read more
I was holding on, but barely breathing… You saved my life, now I promise to save yours.
Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairies’ plays as Scotty & my plane land. Merry Christmas & welcome to Korea in August! Within three weeks, I have been in three continents.
In Paris, they make an art out of pretending them are the only ones in the train. This can be difficult due to the crowd that occurs a couple times a day. There is no eye contact, and definitely no small smile. On the way home from Quartier Latin in Paris, I took an empty seat and quietly watched the people around me. I was born and raised a people watcher, and this is a bizarre and amusing dance. Read more
That first day walking around Paris with Raoul was hot, upper 90s with 80% humidity hot, & I hadn’t slept in two days. I am not one that gets nauseous, & can count on my hands how many times I’ve thrown up. But as the day went on I got steadily sicker.