at rodeo beach.

  I get sick on the way to San Francisco. I eat a boring dinner: bland risotto and heirloom tomatoes. My mother has steak. We share a half bottle of wine. That night we try to watch a movie but the stomach pain has already started. I think I’m gong to be sick, I say. […]

murphy ranch, pt 2.

My words are being all used up in other places. For now, enjoy some photographs. A hike down to an abandoned nazi ranch. A bright spring day. A collection of graffiti. A world within a world… photographs taken at Murphy Ranch in Los Angeles, California

tropical terrace.

We wake up early and dress quickly, stopping for something to eat before heading north on the PCH towards Malibu. The night before I’d googled hikes in LA and picked this one for its payoff: the ruins of Tropical Terrace, a mansion that burned down in Solstice Canyon in 1982. Now it’s preserved as a […]

a matter of seconds.

When we meet someone and fall in love, we have a sense that the whole universe is on our side. And yet if something goes wrong, there is nothing left! How is it possible for the beauty that was there only minutes before to vanish so quickly? Life moves very fast. It rushes from heaven […]