hope

i've had this steady sadness for months now. its been slow: sometimes unnoticeable, sometimes excruciating. (like my lungs are being cut with a dull blade so gradually i cant tell until i'm out of breath.)

this sorrow is not alone though: i've got determination in abundance. 

this is the time to store up and build on my energy so that when i see the people i am missing (all of them, all of you) i can tackle them to the ground and yell:

"CAN'T YOU SEE I LOVE YOU?!!! CAN'T YOU SEE I ALWAYS WILL?!"

i am sad, but i am FULL and learning.

for the past month i have been learning about one person in particular who has, unknowingly i think, given me a lot of hope. Hope that there is abundance of people out there who are full of life and light. 

here's to that! cin cin!!!

little brother

little brother is 20 and in the airforce // we live on different planets // 

  i would do anything for him

yea (sayer)

although i worry, i am not worried.

although i experience fear, i am not afraid.

i have sorrow, but i am not sad.

i have questions, but i do not need the answers.

i have joy, (and) i have joy. 

i trust, (and) i trust. 

i have movement, (and) i move. 

 

kids and classical

The kids got to watch Sinfonia this morning...
and I got to watch the kids watching. 

As soon as the music started, half of the children were swaying and their faces were twitching. Many children cupped their hands and clapped them on and off their ears to the beat. Some children didnt move at all, and some seemed like they didnt hear a thing. 

after 10 hours of kids

this is who i become.

thorough

Promiscuous women cause EARTHQUAKE!

a part of this

somebody said this weekend: "this fire is like classical music." i thought those lights were like fireflies and those women were children with capes.

this is it

my new piano (in its old house)

solo flight

i went on an incredible ride yesterday. 

After being couped up inside for a ten hour workday, 

the gray muggy evening was quite a miracle... 

Here's to sprinting no handed 4 miles straight while playing knee and handlebar drums! 

i biked by my favorite house (my lighthouse) in Minneapolis 

and stopped through Powderhorn park to bid the sun good eve.

nascita di una maschera

act one.

cellular telephone fotos from NY

rainy day Chinatown

I dropped a hotdog on the ground :(

i saw this poster in front of a church near Central Park. I agree so completely.

I cannot get enough of Chinatown.

rainy subway folks.

Marina at the MOMA!! The piece was so much more moving when the little girl sat down.

near Central Park.

this is how I want to remember concrete. make sense?

it never quits!!

picasso and french papa and boys at MOMA

times square

amazing subway music

the house in Flushing that my great-grandpa bought in 1939

Molly and Jen picnic time
accidental match and vegetable time!