This is as close to color as it gets here without stepping foot in Wynwood, where all the walls are posted with art. Its the season for pumpkin spice, and its one of the best times of the year. Its the sign of Holidays, coquito and family.
Here we are 15 years later in the city that broke us apart, and I managed to capture one of those most fascinating events in NYC beside the ball dropping in Time Square on New Years Eve. Who knew we would get to this point? I spend 15 year looking for someone like you, and failed miserable. I have to be honest…I loved him because he reminded me of you. He smiled, walked and danced like you. I loved him, even though he never deserved me, and then you came back into my life, and aside from the two wars, and the failed relationships we both have had, you’ve always chosen me.
Our love is complicated, but it has always been kind. And being here with you has made these last 15 years worth it. I am happy to have had this moment with you in this beautiful city, during this time of year, capturing this magical sunset which doesn’t come every day. These are once in a life time moments, and I am glad the memory of you will be behind this picture always.
“Met him on a Thursday” in 1998, and it was the first time in my life that I had fallen in love with a man. He was everything I had always wanted in a partner; strong, charming, sexy and witty. We talked without restrictions, and danced without music, like these rain drops on this picture of the water tower in Miramar. Loving him was the easiest thing I had ever done in my life until 9/11 tore us apart.
I have dreamt of going to the French Quarter for as long as I could remember, and I couldn’t think of a better way to celebrate my birthday month than by going to NOLA.
Welcome to Bourbon Street, where Southern Hospitality is by far the best, and just like Vegas, everything that happens here, stays here.
You want to know who you truly are, then go some place you’ve never been. You will not only learn things about yourself, but you’ll also understand parts of the world and return whole.
I recommend to anyone celebrating a birthday soon to spend their birthday weekend in New Orleans. The food, the history, the people and the architecture is divine. My birthday just so happened to fall around Jazz Fest, and I am glad I made the trip because I got to see Maxwell after almost 10 years.
If you stay in one place long enough, you will never go anywhere..
I dreamt of this day forever, and as always forever came too soon. It was in St. Petersburg, where I was set free myself from fear, doubt and unanswered questions. I was set free from the sound of your voice, the sweat from your brow and the way you looked at me in the mornings. If I never come back to this town it will be just fine because I have now seen all I needed and closure never tasted so good on my lips.
Mercury, the son of Jupiter and Maia, was the messenger of the gods. He is usually represented with his winged sandals (telaria) and a winged cap (petasus). Here, Mercury helps Jupiter to free his lover Io, who was being watched by the monster Argus. Argus’ body was covered with one thousand eyes, some of which were open at all times. Mercury told long dull tales and played on his pipes until Argus went to sleep so deeply, that he closed all of his eyes. Mercury killed him, freeing Io.
Here it is, the view that will be my company for the rest of the year. I had booked a trip for all the seasons of 2016, and I can’t wait to share all the pictures with you. The cornicles are over at IG @The_Last_Trane. For those of you who recognize the name, kudos to you for being a jazz guru, and for those who are less knowledgeable about jazz, here you go…enjoy!
I survived my first summer after the storm. The possibilities of it arriving one day, and that I would love it was like a figment of someone else’s imagination. Then summer came, and it felt like an old friend, whom I had not seen in so long, and I remembered the line from a song by one of my favorite artist “Give your heart and change your mind, you’re allowed to do it, cause God knows it’s been done to you and somehow you got through it” and just like that forgiveness came in, and I knew that I was going to be OK after all.
I took to the great outdoors like a Howard Deutch movie. As if I had been out in the wild all my life, and I knew exactly how to survive in it. I was a natural at kayaking, snorkeling and paddle boarding, forgetting that it was my first time. I made sure to ignore the phone all day until this beauty showed on my way home. Space is beautiful, time is a blessing and sunsets are what dreams are made of.
It’s a pretty day let’s go outside and enjoy it
If you got something else in mind then I’m all for it..
I didn’t realize how much I took the sun for granted. I put away the curtains in my room to make sure I didn’t forget to appreciate the morning sun. I also put away the alarm clock once I realized. I had been waking up before the sun made its way through the morning clouds.. Many times I found myself admiring it from my bed during lazy Sunday afternoons. Who needs romance when you have the sun?