
The girl is going to be twelve in one week. I'm purely amazed.

This is a picture from the summer of her grandparents in Portalrubio in Spain. The fact that we are in each other's lives at all is something for which I give thanks.

The Golden Gate Bridge was a fact of my childhood landscape. I miss seeing the Bay, the bridge, the fog. I miss walking on the beachers, over the hills, through Golden Gate Park. I need to go back soon.

I saw this enormous stone carving in Mexico City before I ever saw a picture of it. It made my hair stand on end. It still does.

This is an image I've had on a postcard since I was a child. I never paid attention to who the artist was or what the image was about. I just liked how the woman was so absorbed in her reading that she didn't seem to care that she was riding on the back of a giant carp. That was me, and it still is. To be able to share another person's world through words continues to amaze me.
Now I know that it is called Mitate no kinko and was painted in 1765 by Suzuki Haronobu, the artist who revolutionized printing techniques during the Ukiyo-e (Floating World) period in Japan.

This painting by Frida Kahlo is the first painted image I know of in which the viewer is positioned to see a woman's own body from that woman's point of view, without the use of a mirror.

In my dreams, I can dance like Judith Jamison. I saw her in "Cry" with the Alvin Ailey company before she stopped performing.
Isn't this amazing? I have seen an eclipse. I love being able to see these pictures of the universeCrown of the Sun.
I guess I'm supposed to tag someone, but I don't really know that many bloggers and i feel shy about tagging someone out of the blue. So I'll invite anyone who reads to think about doing their own image gathering, and if you do it, let me know, OK?


