i tip toe while they sleep...

i quickstep lightly so the wooden floor wont speak... i try different rythms and in turn i get different creaks... so i tip toe while they sleep...










Dedicated to~
<3 Nova and Iku <3

thank you for the unconditional love, couch crashing, and middle of the nite conversations i have w/ your hard wood floor and the bathroom...

a fall day in a man made tea garden...

i decided today that if i was going to see any beauty of my favorite season... i needed to walk over to the park...
i was sure that somewhere burried in all the madness that is golden gate park...i would find some yellows... oranges... and reds to put a smile on my face...
i braved the sunday foot traffic that devours the park on the weekend... with my earphones in... tuned to some old skool bad religion... i was suddenly amped to start my adventure...



struttin briskly through the dirt hidden paths... to avoid as many families and tourists as possible... while being ready to embrace a crazy or perhaps perfectly sane homeless person at any given moment... i think of where i could find such colors... all i see is rich greens and dead leaves in the dirt...
i cross over and skip through the racing bike lanes...dodging skateboarders and insane pubescents that appear to be invinceable... making the next pedestrian crossing their human target...





i reach the de young museum... realizing there is slim pickins in this area... however.. i then remembered i really want to see the Yves Saint Laurant exhibit... and i must get to the new academy of science museum... which is across the way... so i must make note of this and attempt to do this after new years... once the holidays and tourism is at a low...
then i came upon the japanese tea garden... and it dawned on me that i have lived 10 blocks away for the past 3+ years and still have never been... so... i cut my way through the photo ops and up the steps to check it out...



i hand over a 5... and noticed it was gettin a lil chilly and already the sun was gonna go and become all moody... i walked around a bit.. over and under.. around and around...
that's it?! what in the hell... i wanna see some bonsai... and a dry japanese garden... w/ a rake!... and walk through some bamboo.. not stare at it from a distance... and the tea?! where was the tea!?...
i did see the gift store... that just so happened to be the most popular part of the garden...




i mean... i was really tryin not to hate... i love this city... and i guess i had high expectations? i mean... the park is huuuuge... you would think they could squeeze in a few more authentic grounds??
i must say... not a place i will go back to... maybe in spring.. to get some shots of the cherry blossoms... but overall.. dissappointed
i must admit that LA so far holds the best spot... pasadenas huntington house... amazing... and they have a chinese garden...



even though i was feeling down n out.. i turned a corner... and noticed the sun decided to give me some love... i was standing under a gorgeous yellow/orange fall tree...





i had to move quickly... the sun was lovin me for just a short time... i then came across a beautiful red/burgundy tree... that was surrounded by bright greens and rocks and a little waterfall...
all of a sudden i heard the conversations of others and realized i got caught up in the moment...
the beauty of what i finally was seeing swept to my never never land and i was getting some decent shots...

however... once i started to hear foreign tongue... i decided to switch up the playlist and finished shootin to some dilated peoples...
let the beats flow in my head and followed a coi fish around the entire pond and ended back up full circle...

standing under my happy yellow tree...

then.. there was the beginning...

so... i'm beginning this journey... an unforseen journey of my reality... i have many ideas...many images racing through my mind... of what i want.. what i can do... what i will be... but everything always ends up m.e.s.h.ing together... giving me fuzzy blurred dreams...

so... i decided to start here... and begin documenting what seems to be my forever given time to one day reflect and realize what once things ment to me...



i invite those given a mind and soul... to be on this journey w/ me... artists of all kinds...painters... sketchers... photographers... readers... writers... musicians... teachers... number crunchers... file fillers.... tatoos and skinny jeans... pencil skirts and ruffled sleeves... khakis and button downs... vintage t's and hipster gowns...





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