Quote of the day: ONLINE

February 18, 2010

ONLINE

The Internet obviously offers convenient new ways to connect and communicate, but that is not the same thing as being in community with one another. Time and space have to be actually shared, memory and meaning created through mutual effort. There is a hollowness to an all virtual reality. It can be a poignantly alone place. Although it may appear we are better in touch via cyberspace, I believe we are more divided and insular than ever before because of our over-reliance on it. It is not always comfortable or fun being in community with one another, so the Internet allows people an easy avoidance of the hard work required to build and sustain actual kinship. We learn and grow through lived relationship. Without that, we stagnate.

— Mark Thompson in White Crane Journal


Photo diary

February 18, 2010

Saturday afternoon in Old San Juan

Wednesday morning in Central Park


Quote of the day: NEED

February 17, 2010

NEED

“Meditation on the Word Need”

The problem with words of emotion
is how easily meaning drains
from their fiddle-sweet sounds
and they become empty instruments.
I can say love
and mean desire to give—
open-handed, open-hearted—
or I am drawn to the light
shining from your soul—
or my life is empty without you—
or I want to run my hands
and mouth down the length of you—
or all of these at once.

Need, now, is a plain word.
I need a nail to hang this picture.
I need money to pay my bills.
I need air and light,
water and food,
shelter from storm and sun and cold.
To be healthy,
to be sane,
to survive,
I need you.

— Linda Rodriques


Photo diary: Vieques, Feb. 10-11, 2010

February 15, 2010

Brad Cole

Michael Mele and Andy Holtzman (aka Andyamo)

Alexandre Valentin

Bruno Charenton

Andy Willett

Don in Andy's shirt


Quote of the day: NARCISSISM

February 15, 2010

NARCISSISM

I’m a recovering narcissist. I didn’t know I was a narcissist. I thought narcissism meant you love yourself. Then someone told me there’s a flip side to it, so it’s actually drearier than self-love. It’s unrequited self-love.

— Emily Levine