The Mix Tape
I recall an article that I read some time ago that talked about the joy and intimacy of the mix tape. And you may remember, “High Fidelity” touched on this as well.
I *said* I can't explain it!
It was a federal holiday at home, for which I got one sweetly nonsensical “Happy Martin Luther King Day” message, a forward of the New York Times article on the family breakdown
Baby, it’s cold outside
The Center’s unusual dome? Well, I assumed that it covered an internal courtyard.
I love your curiosity…
Um, 7ish?
That can’t be real…
Let me just say that the Grand Canyon is as otherworldly as many travellers say.
Rainbow’s End
I had planned to just reach Taupo, four hours north of Wellington. There, I would find a night’s accommodation, wake to a sunrise over the lake and then slowly creep into Auckland
Wellington with Dan
Wellington, like any urban center, is a parking nightmare. I woke at 5 a.m. yesterday and every hour thereafter, worried about moving my car from the street and into the garage. Well,
The countdown begins
I am exhausted. The travel to Wellington took, in total, 8 hours. That was 2 hours driving to Picton to catch the ferry. Then, it was 1.5 hours waiting for the ferry
A kayak on the deep blue
Yesterday’s tour of Nelson’s galleries was a real pleasure. The Suter Gallery had an outstanding exhibit called “Handycrafts, at home with textiles,” which had tongue-in-cheek artistic takes on the domestic arts of
Nelson, in a driving rain
My visit to Greymouth and the Global Village Backpackers was lovely, albeit brief. The bikes there were barely usable, so I ditched them in favor of a hoof into town. Greymouth is
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Week 5, in which I enjoyed art and political confrontation
I biked to Mitte to check out an exhibit at KOW featuring works by Jens Jensen, Barbara Hammer, and Tobias Zielony.
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Tammi’s V-Day tip: never regret love.
This is definitely not my typical post. I admit to being an unrepentant romantic. And it’s the Hallmark Holiday! So… …a virtual
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My first canyon
About Walnut Canyon...wow. My photographs will never do justice to what it was like looking over into that canyon.