100 Days of Art – Day 11: Castles

Princess pose for me We’ll pretend to be strangers My stallion awaits

100 Days of Art – Day 10: Dreams Deferred

Harlem By Langston Hughes What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore— And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over— like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sags like a heavy load. Or does it explode?

100 Días del Arte – Día 8: Guitarra

baby when ever you play your love music, baby your notes lick along the lies others have told, and it’s rough like the tongue of an old black cat girl, but i know you mean to heal me, baby and you do, it’s just i wish you were a little more pussy and maybe a…

100 Days of Art – Day 5: ¡¡WENOS DÍAS!!

“Life’s not a bitch, life is a beautiful woman You only call her a bitch because she won’t let you get that pussy Maybe she didn’t feel y’all shared any similar interests Or maybe you’re just an asshole who couldn’t sweet talk the princess” — Aesop Rock, “Daylight” *Editor’s Note: I am attempting to allow…

Dawn over Plaza Nueva

Two short videos showing the emergence of the sun over Plaza Nueva and La Alhambra in Granada, Spain. These were taken at around 0730 hours.

I hate to see you go …

… but I love to watch you leave. These were shot in Granada, Spain. The first is the approach to La Alhambra. Come back, Maria, come back. Ah. That was worth the wait, wasn’t it? Thank you, baby.