Chemical names, bird names, names of fire
and flight and snow, baby names, paint names,
delicate names like bones in the body,
Rumplestiltskin names that are always changing,
names that no one’s ever able to figure out.
(more…)

bacon, egg and cheese on buttered toast.

“Man is a tragic being, and the heart of this tragedy is the metaphysical problem of part and whole. This dichotomy of our mature impels us helplessly to try to resolve it, motivates our struggle for perfection and peaks our inevitable doom. For man is one, he is single, he is alone; and yet he belongs, he is part of another. This conflict is the greatest of our tragedies…”

– Barett Newman

it’s always when a man’s swollen
with love and everything
else
that it keeps raining
splattering
flooding
rain
good for the trees and the
grass and the air . . .
good for things that
live alone.

– excerpt from “prayer in bad weather” by Charles Bukowski

and when no hope was left in sight on that starry
starry night.

there is always one woman
to save you from another

and as that woman saves you
she makes ready to
destroy

– excerpt from “red up and down” by Charles Bukowski

月亮代表我的心

“photography won’t get you anywhere”

– my father

another body of work i’m working on. don’t know what it’s about either.

i’m just photographing what i feel like photographing.

“… there is nothing that is not yours, all I think, all I am able to feel. I am embarrassed only that I do not know enough. But I don’t care if you never belong to me, I only want to belong to you, just be hard with me, strict, but don’t leave, just do like if you were with another girl –Please. I will die otherwise. I understand now that we can die of love.”

- excerpt from “A Sport and A Pastime” by James Salter