Posts from the “Photography” Category


Posted on January 28, 2017

A couple days ago Aaron and I watched Lion at the movie theater. Scenes filmed in Calcutta made every memory  of our time in India come flowing down like a river. We squeezed each others hands in the dark, instantly our eyes filled with unspeakable emotions.

Our time in India was a huge soul stretch, a beautiful challenge.

Here are some photographs I dug out from my hard drive.

Much resilience and hope. I love my Indian friends.



Posted on May 23, 2014

Throughout my pregnancy and at incrementing levels I dwelled mostly on: a) trying to block the very thought of giving birth altogether b) mind-note-taking, nodding and/or cringing at friend’s birth experiences c) watching wide-eyed like, a million births from the show “The Midwives”–dread and tears of joy got me every time, high five to all the midwives out there! At 35 weeks, Aaron and I were told that my ‘fluid’ was low– ‘visceral’ is the word that comes to mind for all things pregnancy, there are: bags, membranes, cords, sacks, pockets all slimy and warm, homey and life sustaining. It turns out that my amniotic, ‘The main fluid’ yah, was lacking. So, am I leaking it or how does one lose it?? Holding my breath and tightening my thigh…


Posted on February 26, 2014

Fam·i·ly  (noun) [fam-uh-lee, fam-lee]: a basic social unit consisting of parents and their children (probably the most complete definition you’ve ever heard. no not really). Most of us were born into a family, therefore ‘la familia’ could be the most conventional, recognizable, normal concept and hence reality, yet not all of us so marshmallowy fall into it ourselves. Oh no, some of us resisted the idea for years like being cautious of taking the wrong exit on the highway or like a visceral reaction you probably get when someone offers you heavy cream and you are lactose intolerant. Yet then it happens, that you give into it or are led into it, or it miraculously just IS. I have plenty of friends though, for whom having a family of…

The Two Month Hop

Posted on January 18, 2014

This is my unloading of two months worth compilation of cell phone camera shots from my resent visit home.
IMG_1945IMG_1944It started to look a lot like Christmas and feel a lot like a long wish list. Not ideal.
IMG_1943 IMG_1942My brother Nico did most of the construction of this lovely restaurant in DC. Love the art deco ceilings!
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At the Hirshhorn Museum DC
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IMG_1762My sisters’ cozy shire and her little monster, Lili. Fran is crazy about puzzles (sudden obsession) she has even bought a table just to give into her guilty pleasure. Every day she’d make me sit and do my ‘puzzle duty.’ I did put together some peaches from her Flower & Fruits still life jigsaw puzzle. I can be a good sister when I want to 🙂photo (18)
California was our last stop before heading back to Calcutta. We had our share of delicious Mexican cuisine.IMG_2112I present you Luxe. Even though she suffered from quite a severe case of ‘kisslicking’ she sure made us feel loved and welcomed.IMG_2110 IMG_2094 IMG_2048 IMG_2041


Posted on January 13, 2014

We’d kept the topic of reproduction and childbearing on the back burner until we must’ve clearly moved it out of the back and into the very core of our lives. In about three more months we’ll have a person, in a mini body, that will probably resemble one of us in a deja-vuish sort of way. We are ecstatic, freaked out (a tad) and feel undeservingly privileged, we can hardly believe it– we are having a baby girl!

Props to our friend Paul Lee who usually shoots incredible architectural photography but because he is such a good chap he spent an afternoon with Aaron and I while we tried to look relaxed and not be too cheesey (and I really do touch my belly in real life as I do in this pictures), we couldn’t help ourselves as we progressively sank into a curious sheltering-paternal-mode. Oh dear.

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Posted on October 26, 2013

Reverse oasis. Sand dunes in the middle of the lushest of lush. There are two types of sand dunes in Mui Ne, Vietnam, the red ones and the white ones. This were the ‘red dunes.’  We would have gone to the white ones– which are supposed to cover a larger area, yet our plans were watered down as we caught the afternoon torrential rains. Gladly we’d brought an umbrella so Aaron would hold the umbrella while I very National Geographic-ey took photos of the landscape.  I should’ve tipped my Laurence of Arabia at the end of the venture across the desert– not to mention he had to literally push me up the sandy hills for me to make a ‘smoother’ climb. We also got experience the other amazing thing about being in Vietnam, that is to wear the very fashionable giant trash-bagey-hooded rain coat, 2 for $1 while riding a scooter at speeds of 20 miles per hour (Aaron’s wet rain coat hood kept smacking me on the face as we rode back to our hotel). It was pretty funny though, it was.

Gorgeous Vietnam, you.

I wouldn’t change anything about the dunes adventure spent with my favorite person.

I didn’t spend much time editing these photographs, the colors are just as we saw them (except the B&W of course, don’t worry you are not selectively color blind) and, I am not skilled enough in photoshop to even remove a speck of dust in a couple of the images, darn). Props to Aaron for taking really awesome photos!


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Posted on October 20, 2013

I might have rusted out that part of my brain that blogs. Really. Following a few months of complete-uncreative-hibernation, I have just now started to come out of my cave to eat my wild berries. I even have a couple of other blog post ideas already lined up (wow, take it easy) but I say start with Vietnam and make my way back. South East Asia, always a dee-light. Having Pho soup was almost a staple for Aaron and I in rainy Seattle, and quite honestly, they do do it justice in the States, it must be because there are actual Vietnamese people behind the big pot of soup. Surprisingly, I was more drawn to baguettes, Lord bless them. I haven’t had a decent piece…