The faded colors of the faded souls blew in the wind this day & every day.
Sunday, March 16, 2014
Monday, September 2, 2013
Buildings; Puerto Rico
It amazes me how evenly the tones of color show on buildings in Puerto Rico- it as if the sky has no choice but to keep up.
City Palace; Jaipur, India
India suffocates by heart, then pulls me back & revives me with it's beauty, be it in the elaborate decorations of the City Palace, or the simplicity of the young girls in shades of crimson passing through it.
Monday, May 20, 2013
Flower Market; Jaipur, India
A kind woman at the Jai Mahal Palace helped me get to this Jaipur gem on my last day in the pink city. If you wake up early enough & find your way to the old city, you will be graced by the smells & sights of the flower market in a place that hasn't fully awoken yet. This was the perfect way to bid adieu to a place that charms my soul.
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Grasshopper; Cyprus
This little man was basking in the sun while enjoying a sweet snack in Pyla. I was never alone while spending a quiet day reading or painting in the garden, though something tells me these critters enjoyed life there just as much as I did.
Sunday, January 6, 2013
Iguana; Puerto Rico
If you ever make it to Puerto Rico, visit this guy & his buddies on Isla Mujeres. The quaint, charming island can be explored in it's entirety by moped or golf cart in a single afternoon.
Almonds in the Raw; Cyprus
In the village, you sometimes have to work for your food. These almonds required multiple steps of undressing before they could be enjoyed, but my gosh was it worth it. I ended up with a handful of nuts & a bucket of remains. Yiayia told stories of how she used to sneak off to the almond trees with another little boy in the village. They would fill their aprons with nuts, then sit under the tree that was the farthest from the man watching over them. After peeling & eating as many as they could, they would dig holes & bury the remains so no one would suspect a thing. I'm still looking for an almond tree in New York.
Village Jesus; Pyla, Cyprus
There was something so calming & serene in the sight of this shrine on the side of a dusty old village house.
Figs; Pyla, Cyprus
Breakfast, lunch, dinner, coffee & snacks all had one common denominator in Cyprus: Figs. In Greek - sykon (SEE-ka). My aunt always had anywhere from a big bowl to an overflowing drywall bucket filled with the freshest sykon picked from Theo Naki's trees.
Puffer Fish; Larnaca, Cyprus
When walking along the Finikoudes in Larnaca, I came across a charming shop filled with shells & dried out ocean life. Tucked away in the back of the shop was the owner; an older Cypriot gentleman who was exceptionally proud of vases he crafted- orange clay covered in patterns made by variations of tiny shells. I bought one after chatting with him for an hour, in part because I was compelled to support this man who was so enthusiastic about the intricate beauty of the ocean that he created a humble, quiet life of it at the end of the road.
This little puffer fish was one of the gems found in the rows of colorful baskets.
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
El Yunque Shell; Puerto Rico
Puerto Rico would not have been complete without a trek through El Yuque Rainforest. I'm sure the creature in this shell was not something you'd want to see anyways.
Antique Shop Painting; Puerto Rico
An antique shop find in Puerto Rico. If only this fit in my suitcase....
Sunday, November 4, 2012
Pistachios; Cyprus
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