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Treasures of the World Lost and Found
Published on 2007-10-19 01:13:27
Treasures of the World Lost and FoundIn case you are wondering, this is a map of shipwrecks and excavations across the globe. My eyes are resting now on the Sadana Island wreck. The ship carried fragrant resins, incense, Chinese porcelain, raw coffee > read more
One
Published on 2006-06-08 22:41:00
Dear Aparna, As I travel the world and rest in holy places I think of how we try to capture moments. Right now as you look at this photo you are seeing what I saw. In a way, as you view this picture we become one. Signed, Your Love > read more
The Oldest Shipwreck
Published on 2006-05-27 10:20:00
“All catastrophic events begin with something beautiful.” “I don’t feel the need to prove this, but I will. On September 11 the sky was the clearest blue. The day of the Tsunami was calm and the air was sweet. I could go on and on but what f > read more
Buffalo
Published on 2006-04-23 00:10:00
On the cool bench I could sit and imagine myself in a landscape of buffalo. The parched orange rusted earth, flat and vast. I only saw a motionless herd huddled close to the glass, but the buffalo sniffed and grazed, their matted fur and heaviness bu > read more
Drunken Drumbeats
Published on 2006-04-20 21:30:00
This is a picture of the inside of my chest. That is my heart, alone in its pew. Head bent concentrating on a rhythm of prayers sent out like drunken drumbeats, in hopes you will hear. > read more
Pistachio Powder
Published on 2006-03-12 21:42:00
Her breath was fragrant with pistachios. She had been shelling them for what felt like hours. My job was to mash them into a fine powder to help her create a sweet concoction of her own invention. Pistachio, rose water, cardamom, those were the main > read more
Dark Water Tower
Published on 2006-02-28 21:50:00
The fan had a deep and cycling drone that resonated in my chest and could be mistaken for an ominous sci-fi movie soundtrack. I hummed along with it to its exact note so that no one could distinguish between the sound and me. My sinuses tickled like > read more
Sense of Speech
Published on 2006-01-29 13:06:00
It’s hard for me to explain what I was feeling at the house party. My thoughts and senses became one. Everything seemed merged in pairs. The music became one with the light and together they hazed the room in red. The cigarette smoke entangled itse > read more
14th St.Station
Published on 2006-01-21 13:01:00
It sounded like storm clouds were caught in the dark tunnel. You see nothing, pitch black. Steel ground to dust now in your nose. Dirt turned to light absorbing darkness. A small wind began to blow the smell of uptown, through the dusty tube. Like th > read more
Guitar Painted Lions
Published on 2006-01-15 00:33:00
Federico de la Selva sanded his guitars in silence. Well, not exactly silence. There was the rasping sound of soft toothed paper against wood. With even strokes, like a metronome, he would listen closely for the rasp to lessen. But only he could hear > read more
Imaginings of the Moon
Published on 2006-01-02 09:07:00
Among the rooftops we waited. The sky was clear and only the full moon was strong enough to make its presence in the night sky. The stars that dotted the darkness were actually red bulbs from buildings announcing their height or yellow and white wind > read more