The Nostalgia of Living

In a world that happens only once, everything is both important and not important at all. But can I allow myself to believe that the entirety of our existences is nothing but a snap of the fingers, a small murmur in an otherwise peaceful sea? Humans were quick to utilize the energy of light because [...]

Purpose and Photographs

The camera captures only a caricature of my cursed condition: Forced facades framed and frozen forever, Secrets and stories shrouded by senseless smiles, And empty, expressionless eyes eternally engineered into existence. Perhaps these prints provide only a porcelain type of permanence. Like delicate and dainty dolls, they demand my dearest deliberation Or else they will [...]

Stories of my Childhood

When I was a child, my family and I visited the botanical gardens very often. I remember the embracing smell of the oceans of tulips, roses, and narcissuses in the springtime. I remember the garden where we planted arugula and pulled the carrots out of the ground. The was a nature center for children where [...]

The Power of Objects

I am surrounded by memories. The subway ticket from Chicago, mint tins, piles of books, my rock and beach glass collection, small wooden turtles from Mexico, and notes on the walls that remind me of events that have long passed and math equations I no longer need are all reminders of my past. They are [...]