THANK YOU, JULES!!

THANK YOU, JULES!!

I've got mail! My postcard arrived. Thank you so much for my beautiful chair by the window, Jules! It's perfect! I love it.

~gathering~

Heckscher Sate Park, Long Island

January 2014

"… I speak of the forest of stone, the desert of prophets, the ant-heap of souls,the congregation of tribes, the house of mirrors, the labyrinth of echoes "  - Octavio Paz from 'I Speak of the City'

nyc,January 2014

~lincoln center, nyc~

January 2014

I saw "In no Great Hurry: 13 Lessons in Life With Saul Leiter" last weekend. So good.

Ted, I'm so honored and flattered. Such an amazing shot. A wonderful, beautiful image. I love it. Thank you very much.

Picking Up The Pieces

Picking up the pieces of my life The storm has passed me by My fragile world is still intact My fragile heart, asks why, Why it had to be. Our song is playing on the radio " A rainy night in Georgia " fills the air  The heart rending lyrics cloud my eyes The haunting melody, engulfs me with despair, A lonely boat on a stormy sea. I walk the leafy lanes All around, the children playing Autumn leaves are softly falling The breeze, echoing the words that you were saying, You needed to be free. I sit alone in our empty home Watching the world from my window chair I smell your perfume all around I hear your voice, but you’re not here, You have spread your wings and are flying free. Ambrose Harte.

When I first read this poem, I got a little teary. It immediately made me think of MyMemorypalace’s photography. I did my best to copy some of her vibe.

Theodore Lewis

Prints

~late afternoon pick-me-up~

January 2014