Santa Ynez
2023-03
at least one past life and maybe more.
Filed under:
Digital, Los Angeles
Santa Ynez
2023-02
Poet.
Filed under:
Pentax UC1, Los Angeles
Echo Street
2023-02
Body veiled. Living local. Creation like pleasure gasps. Meditating again first thing. Racing on. Racing up.

(purple residue in my hair)
Filed under:
Pentax UC1, Los Angeles
Chrystie Street
2023-02
The rush of air to my face as the train pulled into the station and I immediately thought of Anna Karenina.
PUBLIC
2023-02
I dress in my cold hotel room before the sun and feel the sour perfume of shame hovering around my body, testing me to see if it can latch on. Ancestral shame. Womens’ shame.
Filed under:
Pentax UC1, New York, beds
E. 6th Street
2021-08
Boudoir, troubadour, a sexual alter/altar ego, color symbolism, sunday afternoon heat, cannabis and opium den
Filed under:
Pentax 6x7, Los Angeles
Santa Ynez
2021-06
June 9, garden grapefruits ripening on the table. Breezy. Balmy. My home feels in subtle disarray. My mind feels in subtle disarray. I’m ahead of my rhythm, not in it. My body is slowing down to bleed. I am demolished from this past year and a half. I don’t know where to begin.
Filed under:
Pentax 6x7, Los Angeles
Santa Ynez
2021-06
Wordless
Wildish
Solar eclipse before dawn
Filed under:
Pentax 6x7, Los Angeles
NW 25th Ln.
2021-06
Faint residue of an old self, a frightened girl, earthbound, stubborn, a fear innate or inherited?
Filed under:
Pentax 6x7, Gainesville
Ace Hotel & Swim Club
2021-05
Two days in Palm Springs. High, dry heat. Pool. Mountains. Sharing makeup, swapping clothes. Two cameras, both mine. New silver. A white silk robe. A dragon embroidered. A star embroidered.
Filed under:
Digital, Palm Springs
Vista Gordo
2017-07
Naked in bed, falling asleep to the distant rumbling of fireworks. Summer’s midheaven.
Filed under:
Beds, Los Angeles
Vista Gordo
2017-07
Dirty feet in Zoe’s house
Interlude
2017
Killing two leopards. Giving them poisonous sponges to bite into and then they laid on my bed frozen but still alive and I was full of deep regret.
Motels
2017-07
(remembering the motel in Kingman, Arizona, where I pulled cactus needles from between Archie’s soft paws while he squirmed and yelped in my arms)
Filed under:
Contax RTSIII
Valentine Rd.
2017-03
Venus retrograde,
“There’s a throne”
The Windsor Court
2016-06
I don’t know how to explain it but female energy there is revered, cherished, recognized as the slightly dizzy, mystic power that it is.
Filed under:
Contax G2, New Orleans
Gravier St.
2016-06
Someday I think I'll look back on this summer as: leaving Kate's holding a cold bowl of salad, approaching my car which was covered in ash from the fires, all the politics, all the world news, all the student deaths, myself more alive than ever before
Filed under:
Beds, New Orleans
Le Méridien San Francisco
2016-02
there is sex to have & men to love & words to write & a self to know (the wisdom of 22)
Filed under:
Beds, San Francisco
Palmer House
2016-02
A question of perfect love
Filed under:
Contax G2, Chicago
Palmer House
2016-02
Small specs of purple buds find themselves beneath my fingernails, in my hair. I’m eating their soft fragrance for breakfast and for dinner.
Filed under:
Beds, Chicago
Leaving
2010-07
Jung: “what we do not make conscious emerges later as fate.”
Filed under:
iPhone, New York
59th Street
2010-01
Groggy afterwards from the anesthesia & when I glanced out the window I thought I saw snow. “It’s snowing!” I said. No one heard me so I said it louder.
Filed under:
Digital, New York
59th Street
2009-11
  • moon cycles, map out w/ mood
  • visiting Braden’s studio…
  • “objects in mirror are closer than they appear”

Filed under:
Digital, New York
59th Street
2009-11
*PILGRIMAGE MAPS
Filed under:
Yashica FX3, New York
her parents’ house
2009-07
7/19/09: Saw the NYC skyline from the backseat of Ric & Brittany’s car as we made our way back into the city & was immediately filled with dread
Filed under:
Beds, Somers