In this chapter of unemployment, as long or short as it may be, I hope to take a second to breathe, but I also don’t want to let myself slip away.
starting over and over
Category: observations
summer at the chateau
Day one at the Chateau Marmont. After breakfast, we see Kanye in the lounge. Notable. It’s Thursday morning by the pool. The lemon tree is full of fruit and striped towels are stacked high and restocked before they’re half gone. It’s quiet aside from the Sunset Boulevard traffic behind me. I take a photo of… Continue reading summer at the chateau
the boys’ room
Sunday afternoon in The Boys Room, named after those who occupied it when my family drove down to stay with my grandparents for the weekend. Today, it’s uninhabited, and I’m here to help Grandma put the clean bedsheets back on.
pens and pencils
I haven’t written with a pencil in a while, and I forgot about the way the dulling of the point changes the visual of the handwriting. I used pencils until college. In kindergarten, I used the fat, yellow Ticonderoga #2 pencils. Perfect for little hands to learn to grip as I traced dotted letters. When… Continue reading pens and pencils
what are you doing the rest of your life?
What are you doing the rest of your life? How does one become a curator or ceiling designer? How do we pick space to occupy that we can walk into with daily satisfaction? How can we alter our trajectory when we are unfulfilled with our current state? How does the concept of a beautiful design make me want to blissfully cry?
20201229 – balboa park
I went to the park alone and took notes about the abundance of interesting people I saw. I don’t know any of these people, but they contributed to the positive reflection of the day. The following remarks are merely assumptions. When I get to the park, I walk to the rose garden across from the… Continue reading 20201229 – balboa park
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