I have always been a storm

with decorated wrists I've been carrying a sandy-bottomed bag full of books, camera, ipod, sketchbook, tanning lotion, and a lot of inspiration to the beautiful beach on 54th street. I've been spending my days there or at my best friend and soul-family member Elliot's house talking about our love for life and music. Then meeting Virginia Beach's tourists and locals at Surf Club, waiting tables. I enjoy my evenings in long maxi-skirts laced with the aroma of coconut and a seafood restaurant, drink in hand, and a smile on my soul amongst friends. Life is groovy.

I have several times woken up in the very early morning hours to

the sweet music of thunder and delicious aroma of rain creeping through my window as the wind dances with my sheer, white curtains. For this I have found meaning in life. Living now for the sky and sweet, sweet music. natural and man-made.

I've developed an unhealthy obsession with the Rock n Roll scene of the 60's and 70's, mostly in L.A. I've read up on Fleetwood Mac, Janis Joplin, Pattie Boyd's book on her relationships with George Harrison and Eric Clapton and currently I'm with the band: Confessions of a Groupie by Pamela Des Barres. I've got Nick Mason and Mick Fleetwood's books being sent to me from Amazon.com accompanied by an extensive history of Led Zeppelin. With each page read, I silently shake my fist at God for putting me in the wrong generation.

So besides wishing I was the object of Jimmy Page's desire while frolicking with the creative souls in late 60s California, I've been enjoying the simple life of good friends, good music, and good times. In down time, I've fiddled with making jewelry, taking pictures, and fumbling with the black and whites as I try to get reacquainted with the piano. I have also been working on a soundtrack to my life. So far I've got a collection of 25 songs that have grabbed my heart or defined my soul at some point in my life. I've been having random revelations about how young, single, free, and happy I am.

Now I've spent some time with family at the beach, about to eat some crab legs while listening to Fleetwood Mac records. Life can be so good.

Some Photography fun so far:

My new obsession of old photos and old albums

The view from work

Home sweet VB

An illuminated fixture that felt my vibes and fit my mood. I discovered outside my front door coming home one night.
the beach

A baby Blue Jay we saved

My view most of the summer

and for some reason I felt inclined to take these shots after the beach one day.

And finally a song, rediscovered. so beautiful.