Monthly Archives: May 2009

The sign was eye-catching. It is red and it was right in the afternoon sunlight leaking through the tree leaves. It just couldn’t be ignored. So I stopped to read it: Real Living at home. And I thought, “real living? … Continue reading →

No, this is not a picture of a hand, but a story about a hand, a woman’s hand in a movie directed by Wong Kai Wai, a Hong Kong director enjoying international fame. This short movie was my saturday night … Continue reading →

Terry McVey’s eyes tailed me as I neared The Smiling Skull, then walked past him. “You should come inside,” he said. “Well, I am not really a bar person. And I am going to a class.” I turned around. “It … Continue reading →

Twilight from my kitchen window. It is said old and cheap places usually have good light. It may be true.

Memorial Day. I saw two men sitting in front of The Smiling Skull, with a flag between them and smiling skulls above them. I stopped to ask if I could take their pictures. They gave their consent with smiles.

The clouds were heavy with the coming storm. Lightnings sparkled and thunders rolled. People who had been swimming, sunbathing, or simply walking on the beach began to rush towards their cars,and they left the park. Not all the people, though. … Continue reading →

Just a door, but a door framed by light and shadows. Also a door I walk past many times at Washington Street, Athens, OH.

It is getting hot. The sun outside the window glared so that I didn’t want to step out and simply stayed home, cleaning up and finishing THE GRAPES OF WRATH. [A great book. When I got to the last page … Continue reading →

How funny! Most of my photo journals are done on my way to and from school. This year I usually take Union Street. So another two from Union Street. Again Good Fella’s and that restaurant with red light.   

Haven, Lily and Kelsey are my weekend neighbors. Their mum/step mum, Misty lives at the basement of “our” house with her boyfriend. The three girls come to stay every weekend. They were playing with chalk outside their weekend home. They … Continue reading →