crazy town

I have a new muse, her name is Lisa Nowak

moonless

 Today is a special day for planting seeds: Mahashivaratri

Mahashivaratri, or the ‘The Night of Shiva,’ is celebrated with devotion in honor of Lord Shiva. Shivaratri falls on the moonless 14th night of the new moon in the Hindu month of Phalgun, which corresponds to the month of February - March in English Calendar. (AKA Today!!) Devotees strongly believe that sincere worship of Lord Shiva on the auspicious day of Shivaratri, absolves a person of sins and liberates him from the cycle of birth and death. Shivaratri is considered especially auspicious for women.Tonight I'm dedicating my Monday practice to this auspicious day, and planting conscience desires for my future. You should too!

muse - wednesday

In a dirty old town with a conscious so clean - Gram

untrue narratives

Due to a lucky turn of events, I am now an adjunct professor teaching an upper level photography class at the University of Arizona. Unlike the many foundational photo class I have taught in the past, this class (titled 'untrue narratives') is a conceptually based. Untrue Narratives explores the concept of the pseudo-event and the manner in which photography validates these events. I am so excited to take on the challenging concepts that arise, and am hoping that this will lead to more classes in the future. 

If you are interested in what we are doing, I've set up a blog where anyone in my class can post photos to engage in on-going dialogue. Feel free to post comments!

You can check out The Untrue Narrative blog here! (class just started, so give us some time to accumulate imagery!!)

feng shui

(exerpt part II from anthology)

I woke up this morning with the same empty pit that gnaws at my stomach.

On the opposite side of a backward-orientation, I pretend I’m still sleeping.

The elevator slowly moves to the 5^th floor and jolts for a split second. As I loose my balance, I am saved from the inevitable motions that propel me through the day. 

As the lift continues to move, my brief reprieve has vanished and I exit into the last waking days.

an unknown truth

“I write because I don't know what I think until I read what I say.” 

-Flannery O'Connor

Tectonic

shifts