Day 2~ December 2nd~ Guilin

hanging in the balance

hanging in the balance~ mother and child in Yangshuo

Of all the significant issues in the world, nothing strikes as more crucial than that of the future of our children. It is them who will inherit our planet in its current state, and it is they who will have to cope with the changes that are onsetting. How do we handle the very fine balance of preparing them without weighing them down, inspiring them without hiding the reality and training them when we ourselves are not sure what to do?

Day 2~ November 2nd~ New York

even shadows must rest

Being a photographer, shadows intrigue, evade, flee, hover and enchant us in so many ways as they claim their place in our images. Shadows are strange phenomena, aren’t they? They are the reverse projections of whatever object is blocking the light, almost like the doubles of that object that follow it wherever it goes, sometimes obviously visible and daunting, and other times barely there like phantoms. In a high energy city like New York, even shadows need a little nap.

Day 14~ October 14th~ Yunnan

gathering of the locals~Mu Shan village~ Yunnan

If you grew up like me in a small village, you would have had the pleasure of meeting the village locals, fixtures in the village square. In them resides the angel of the village, and they are in many ways the keepers, watchers and essence holders of the whole place. They sit in their usual spots and remain there patiently for long hours during the day monitory the goings on of life around them. Meeting them is meeting the truth of the village.

Day 17~ July 17th~ Vietnam

glued to the box of wonder

No matter how small the Asian home happens to be, the television takes a prime position serving as a means of escape for the family member who happens to be at home. A bridging to the rest of the world and a means of escaping into a virtual place of wonder?

Apologies for the great delay in posting this month due to travel and lack of internet connection. The next posts will come all at once.

Day Two Hundred Seventy Nine, October 28, 2011

the cookie that lived...

It is the time of year when ghosts roam the streets and demand to be fed with candy or they would scare us to death, when elves get busy making sweets and building toys for good children everywhere from their north pole workshop and when an a jolly old man in a red suit is waking up and getting ready to saddle his reindeer and to ride his carriage in the skies of the planet delivering gifts and fulfilling the lists of little children, the time when cookie people are not all just cookies. Some of these cookies will escape and go to cookie land before they get colored silly and eaten.

I love these fantastical stories we grow up with but is it any wonder our children think twice before blindly believing everything we say?

Day Two Hundred Sixty Two, October 11, 2011

an arranged life

She has to lay her blankets down on the pavement every day, line up her jewelry, her necklaces, her bracelets, one by bone, in straight lines. She organizes by color, by style, every morning and while she waits for her customers of the day she knits for her child, stitch by stitch, line by line. I can only imagine how organized this lady’s mind must be and how lined up her thoughts are.

Day Seventy Six, April 8, 2011

she reflects the spring

This morning Spring was filling the air, the weather felt finally mild enough to leave heavy jackets behind and the sun was shining.

She decided to dress herself for school as she often now loves to do. And out she emerged looking like a jar of jelly beans 🙂

But I could not blame here, the trees were behaving in the same bizarre manner.