Te rencontrer

Sans te reduire

Te desirer

Sans te posseder

T'aimer

Sans t'envahir

Te dire

Sans me trahir

Te garder

Sans te devorer

T'agrandir

Sans te perdre

T'accompagner

Sans te guider

Et etre ainsi moi-meme

eux plus secret de toi.

-

Jacques Salome

l'heure bleue

“The blue hour, it’s is not really an hour, it’s a minute. Just before dawn, there is a minute of silence. Day birds are not awake yet and night birds are already asleep (…) Silence in nature, that’s scary! (…) It’s the only moment where one feels nature stops breathing. And that’s scary!!” - Quatre Aventures de Reinette et Mirabelle, Eric Rohmer, 1987

on the way to work this morning inscribed on the Pulaski Bridge:
"Like the stars in a constellation, her eyes, nose and lips, so perfectly aligned to form the most complete smile." For Susan from J.

so moving, so touching...

new work space

Went to see Rohmer's Adventures of Reinette et Mirabelle. Beyond the adorable actresses and nostalgic 80s fashion, the depth and exploration of friendship, difference, and the evolution of maturity in our human lives had me thinking throughout the night into the morning. Are we not all Reinette and Mirabelle? At least I found myself feeling like Reinette, striving to become the serene and rational Mirabelle. Perhaps one day....

I consider myself quite fortunate to have such talented friends. Mike Reddy, one of my first colleagues in New York, is one of them. Here is a smart kick ass project he is illustrating for the month of July. I won't be missing a day of it!

Aya is 8

Scavenger hunt in Strawberry Fields, raspberries, friends, sunshine, and watermelon... what more can anyone ask for.