
Showing posts with label Jesaca. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jesaca. Show all posts
Sunday, February 17
Wednesday, February 13
Sunday, February 10
Wednesday, February 6
Sunday, February 3
I am a novice {jsl}
Dad: Your best hope is for someone to love you for the way you are.
It is painful being a novice.
It is painful being a novice.
Wednesday, January 30
Little Ms Lin... {dst}
Monday, December 3
Thursday, November 15
Wednesday, November 14
Tuesday, November 13
Monday, November 12
Monday, November 5
Ireland on my mind {jsL}
"Things are only caught in their own spells"
-Claude Cahun, Aveux non avenus p. 27
I seem to have lost something really important. What happened to me?
-Claude Cahun, Aveux non avenus p. 27
I seem to have lost something really important. What happened to me?
Wednesday, October 31
Aran Island memories {jsL}
Thursday, October 25
Friday, October 12
Danny and I {jsL}


Images from the Transient Problem, Interpretation #2
“It is very important that the mind feels that there is a moment of truth or a moment of authenticity. It’s really crucial, because if the artist’s hand is seen as too strong, the pictures seem either dead or contrived. The mind doesn’t believe it. The mind has to see that photograph as commenting on some aspect of truth, whatever truth means.”
-Roger Ballen
Ugh... I actually felt guilty for watching TV while having lunch today, how sad is that? Free time is so precious that I have a hard time deciding what to do with it. I scream silently in my head sometimes... Luckily, I can relax with suite 107 and Red Sox vs. Indians tonight!
Thursday, October 11
Pre-Departure Exercise {jsL}
My "pre-departure exercise" was returned to me today and I was reacquainted with all the surreal "goals" that I had hope to gain from studying in Ireland. They felt like old childhood friends who have not moved into the present. Not surprisingly I have changed and it felt like I was reading someone else's list. I was so restless and artistically constipated that ancient Ireland and the tiny Burren College of Art was exactly what my soul needed. Cheesy perhaps, but at the time Clark held nothing new for me, I've already "done Clark" for two and a half years. Secretly I also wanted to run away from myself because I had fallen into a hole and physically leaving the country was the only solution. I wasn't the only one needing a fresh perspective on life, as I happily found out that first freezing afternoon at Orchard House...
Friday, October 5
Saturday, September 29
My life in motion {jsL}

BBC: 'Nine killed' in Burma crackdown
Thursday's violence followed reports of overnight raids on six monasteries. Witnesses say soldiers smashed windows and doors and beat sleeping monks. Some escaped but hundreds were taken away in military trucks.
With fewer monks on the streets on Thursday, the military may have had fewer qualms about firing on the civilians, correspondents say, as monks are held in high esteem in Buddhist Burma. Analysts fear a repeat of the violence in 1988, when troops opened fire on unarmed protesters, killing thousands.
The current protests were triggered by the government's decision to double the price of fuel last month, hitting people hard in the impoverished nation.
Sunday, September 23
Moments of love {dst}
Me and Hannah. Photo by Danny Turgeon.
I have never met a puppy so eager for affection. Only being where I am now have I realized how much my childhood lacked what I truly craved. Or is it because I lacked affection to such an extraordinary degree that I crave it so?
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