Monday, August 10, 2009

Beijing

Beijing

I may be going to Beijing...on the adventure of a lifetime...if I am approved for a Visa, and if my Boss grants me the time to enjoy. I applied today for my Visa, and await approval...my treasured Passport is in San Francisco in the hands of those who will decide if my past allows me my future.

This is the closest photo I have taken that portrays my imagined look of China...it was taken in Shoshone...on the way home from a life changing trip to Death Valley. My tide is changing, and finally feels as if a I can feel a direction that includes love, faith and happiness...tonight I am feeling just plain lucky...and that is very nice...

Sunday, August 9, 2009

A Walk in the Park...

A Walk in the Park

This morning yielded a nice walk at the Dog Park. I ran into a gentleman who was owned by a part pug, part terrier...with the name of Jack, whose back end looked like my Jack, and front end had a terrier type nose. He had gotten "Jack" from PugSavers, and recounted his initial meeting with then "Blake...or Drake"...Jack now rules the roost...and is adored by the man, and by his wife. In a time where so many animals are coming into Rescue, and going out more slowly...it was great to unexpectedly see such a happy ending.

On the flip side...my Jack decided to show the World that I belonged to him by marking me as his own during a conversation I was having with a multi-cultural dog owner...guess I have been traveling a little too much lately...

This is a picture I took in Paris last week...a tree on the side of the roadway...it was as close to a Park picture as I could drum up on short notice...

Friday, August 7, 2009

Home

Home

Funny how on day you can be in Europe and one day you are back home. Such difference yet such the sameness...things to attend to like ivy and snails...mail and bills...grocery shopping and cleaning out (again) the fridge...laundry and making time to swing by the dry cleaners...and most importantly...enjoying each minute prior to returning to real life come Monday morning.

This is a picture I shot in Paris. It is a very large (huge) mural that covers a side of the Louis Vuitton experience in Paris...3 stories, everything from purses to shoes to clothes to belts, scarves, and other essentials...a very nice place for eye shopping...though not too pocket book friendly in this current economy...

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Wicked

Wicked

Today was pack up, taxi from the Barcelona Hotel to the Barcelona Airport, plane to Heathrow, train from Heathrow to Paddington Station, hotel check in, a quick Cosmo and light dinner, hopping the Tube to the Theater, and the pleasure of seeing Wicked. Victoria had told me during her last visit home that she had seen Wicked nearly 20 times...I could not imagine...

This is a picture I took the day before in Paris. The green of the bushes is the closest shot I have that simulates the color of the Wicked Witch's skin...though the Play does make you re-think the whole "wicked witch thing". The music and costuming were exceptional...and I walked away feeling much better about the whole Oz experience...and the not so subtle reminder that everything can yield more than one point of view...and consideration with kindness is important....

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

An Orange Tub

An Orange Tub

The decision to buy an orange (Felt) bike a year and a half ago has resulted in a mild obsession that I did not previously have. In the scheme of color, orange previously was not on my top ten list...though my Felt changed that and now I notice and am drawn to most things orange.

Touring Barcelona and paying attention to its beautiful buildings and architecture, I nearly missed this shot of an orange bath tub...and now having seen it (trust me, I had not imagined a tub might come in orange) I want one! Had I not been riding on the second level of the bus, and had I been confident I could afford shipping on cast iron...that tub would be on its way to me as I type... as I design my next living space in my mind, which is coming into view as the now foreseeable future...I am dreaming of an orange tub...picture to be post asap....

Graffiti

Graffiti

It started with the Stephen Sprouse Louis Vuitton...and continues on the streets of Barcelona...graffiti...who knew...

Yesterday while walking the downtown streets of Barcelona, and shooting the 5,oooth "interesting building" I came face to face with graffiti. It is everywhere here, doors, walls, alleyways, sides of buildings and the more I saw, the crazier I became about capturing as much as possible...I am a phase-ical person (who also makes up her own words!). Today I am looking forward to shooting much more...it absolutely screams BOOK!

This is one of the first murals I saw yesterday...once my eyes opened...if I complete the cycle I really should do some research to better understand what the murals are trying to say to me...guess I will add it to the list...

Monday, August 3, 2009

Citroen

Citroen

One of many things that I am loving about my life right now is my ability to get excited about the oddest things. Today while walking the streets of Paris (did I really just type that?!) we stumbled across the Citroen Dealership. Not really being a Citroen Fan, I took one for the Team and entered the store with feigned enthusiasm...until I saw the red, the race cars, the geometric windows, the white boxes strung from the ceiling and 5 beautiful stories of great "stuff", ending with a movie theater broadcasting Citroen racing video. If you were brave enough to climb the stairs to the 5th Floor (which I happily did) you were rewarded with the luxury of electric massage chairs...good massage chairs!

This is a shot from the 2nd floor stairwell up to the 5th floor ceiling. Thank goodness for my G10...any other camera may not have been up for the 83 photos I took...each bringing me more joy than the previous one...continuing the journey of self amazement...


Saturday, August 1, 2009

d'Orsay

d'Orsay

Paris is art upon art. It is in the buildings, the grounds, the furnishings and housed in many venues. The runner up to art here is food...and for the moment I am eating my way thru Paris, though down 2 pounds from when I left home...must be the walking and the air itself...either that or the bread and cheese here carries less calories than at home.

This is a shot inside the d'Orsay. The Master's are astounding, and the Museum itself is just beautiful...thoughtfully planned to live up to the art it displays. I feel humbled to have seen so many originals...in a relaxed environment in which truly allows absorbtion and enjoyment of the work...truly an amazing place...