by lobsterbird | Aug 12, 2012
:: walking down Marlborough Road in Ditmas Park makes me remember some of my dreams growing up :: when i was little i always wanted a room with a cushioned bench by the window, so that i could sit there and look out and dream. safe and cozy, and still connected to the...
by lobsterbird | Jul 25, 2012
:: it’s been a long time! :: fitting, somehow, that my last blog post was a repost. i remember actually writing one sometime after and we shall see if i can ever time travel back and squeeze it in. but maybe it’s happily lost and i don’t need to… needs. i have been...
by lobsterbird | Jul 4, 2012
: hummingbirds abound! Hummingbirds by the Thousands at Monteverde, Costa Rica
by lobsterbird | Jun 29, 2012
:: the process that i go through writing this blog :: DMunk and i affectionately joke about my never-ending ability to be “meta” about everything. (and you better believe that when i found out that WordPress has a Tag Cloud above a section called Meta, i...
by lobsterbird | Jun 28, 2012
:: in transit :: and transitioning from one thing to the next. today is my first official day of many things: official meeting for the Dalí Project with my Cosmic Twin. possibly meeting Dalí himself official meeting with my Japanese teacher (well, one of them anyway)....
by lobsterbird | Jun 27, 2012
coming back to New York is difficult. i have been here a day and a half and already, i am overwhelmed with meetings, work, emails, rehearsals, and more. it comes down to this obsession with time. how can i find enough time in the day to do all these things and do...
by lobsterbird | Jun 26, 2012
:: On Escapism :: it is one thing to go to another place because it is calling to you. it is another to go to a place because you don’t want to be in the one that you are currently in. i know because i have tried to do it. i tried to go to Berlin. i tried to...
by lobsterbird | Jun 24, 2012
“Be Here Now.” i remember these words taped onto the wall behind composer Gerald Busby’s head as we interviewed him for This is My Home: Voices from the Chelsea Hotel. as he immediately won me and the rest of the gang over with his charm, presence, and the inner light...
by lobsterbird | Jun 23, 2012
:: A Family Collaboration :: i have been thinking a lot lately about co-existence. this summer has brought a lot of odd changes to my life and apartment. once a solitary yoga haven where i could write, eat, and create in a void, it is now going to be occupied by a...
by lobsterbird | Jun 22, 2012
i am feeling very quiet today. i don’t have much to say, so i am going to let someone else do the speaking for me: “Home.” Leo worked at a small sliver of wood on the old trunk. “The Island’s always been home to me. How did you like living in New York?” “I loved it...
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