An end-of-summer visit to the Neon Boneyard in Las Vegas, in haiku and photographs.
A collection of door images from around the world, from Macau to Malta and Granada to Lisbon.
When we were planning our move and building our little house in 2014, I honestly didn’t know how I’d acclimate to a rural area, but after nine months of living in a small town, I love it. It’s just what I’ve needed, and it feels like home.
Snapshots from England over the holidays in 2015, from London to Kent. It was gray and wet — and kinda gloomy, to be honest — but it was nice to spend time with family, and to explore London and see friends.
You notice immediately how appropriate this space is for Ai Weiwei’s art and message: the broken windows, the faded colors and peeling walls, and the vestiges of the prison contrast with his work. The imagery symbolizing flight, from the dragon kite to other works of art, is powerful within this confined space.
The image is a byproduct, a shadow of a memory.
I was drawn to Valletta’s most accessible bits: sloping streets, bright doors, old letterboxes, and red pillar boxes.
The street colors of Vittoriosa, an old fortified city in Malta.
Some snapshots from the old town of Valletta, Malta.
I love this part of Northern California, from the Mendocino coast to Anderson Valley: a more remote, untamed version of Sonoma County. We’re now considering the area for our future tiny house location.