Saturday, July 28, 2012

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Apparently, I like a Counting Crows song.

I watched Cruel Intentions last night, and this was playing during their first (weirdly moving and tantalizing?) love scene.  Kind of overwhelming.  And amazing.  The piano and cello, simple as they are, were enough to make my brain explode.  Tugs at my heart.  :(

Tuesday, July 24, 2012


It's complicated, Portugal is a really small country, both in population, and square mileage. Not sure if it can applied to a country our size.  Plus, more importantly, the privatized prison system and "recovery" system aren't huge industries in Portugal.....UGGGGHHHHHH.
"We have become so gun loving, so blasé about home-grown violence that in my lifetime alone, far more Americans have been casualties of domestic gunfire than have died in all our wars combined."

Saturday, July 14, 2012


People often ask me what I type of photography I would be doing if I could break into any genre I wanted.  I always answer with a garbled explanation of how I love photojournalism but it lacks the artistry I crave, or how I love fine art photography but it lacks the cultural significance I crave, or blah blah, what have you.  THIS perfectly encapsulates my ideal photographic goal in life, capturing unique, cultural phenomenons in interesting, artistic ways......  If only. :)

Thursday, July 12, 2012


That's awesome.  KIDDING, husband.
Explaining Creativity

Fascinating exploration of how the idea of creativity has evolved, with tons of equally fascinating historical and scientific supporting research. It makes me think of my own creativity and the certain aspects of it I take for granted or don't fully understand.  I am so thankful for it.  It is the thing I cherish most, other than my family.

Friday, July 6, 2012


First two-fifths:  I'm not sure when I last felt this much immediate guilt about my insanely fortunate lot in life.  Last three-fifths: Envious resentment.  Ugh.

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

The Night.

Erased from the darkness
The rules of decay fold like bones given back to the earth
I'll vacuum the spaces used to separate me from you, you from me, death from birth

If the stars can align all of man with night sky
Then why can't my heart mend the break?

Not to belabor the point, but Exitmusic's Passage is incomprehensibly amazing.  For me, at least.

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

Cologne's ban on ritual circumcision

Hmmm.  Unlike female circumcision, I don't think the ramifications reach the point of justifiably calling it mutilation.  Especially when you compare and contrast their histories/reasons/cultural and religious whathaveyous.  So I suppose it's less an issue of mutilation, but more an issue of upholding personal choice and deciding who's choice is more pertinent, the child's or the parents'?  It's weird.  The religious freedom argument is valid.  Although from what I've read, the German court has addressed this issue and states religious freedom is not infringed by a child's personal choice.  Although post-natal circumcision seems more risky....  I don't know.  Not a fan of circumcision OR religion, btw, but I think it's more harmful to society to ban circumcision?

Gone snailing

Monday, July 2, 2012


That I would thoroughly enjoy a culinary travelogue about food (some of which I can't and would never eat) just because Chris Onstad wrote it is probably the highest accolade I can offer to anyone's writing style.

Sunday, July 1, 2012

My lord

The latest Exitmusic album is absolutely killing me lately.  Stirring, intensely emotional, primal, overwhelming at times, and yes, beautiful. Lusciously and achingly beautiful.