Friday, July 31, 2009


I can be moody.

I can be sweet, happy, sad, unlucky,
an Italian brat, or even warmhearted,...

... but I could never be more beautiful
than I am , when he looks into my eyes.

Thursday, July 30, 2009

My existence

What a long week or so.

(An image I shot last year, while in Philadelphia, Pa.)

I know I do not write in here as often as I used to, but I do try. In the past few days, we have been to Philadelphia, New Jersey, and lost on some highway that ended up on Staten Island. ;)

Funny, it is very hard not to get irritated during such things. Somehow we ended up in Point Pleasant, New Jersey at 2:30 am last night. I just did not care... I was absolutely thrilled to be there again and my heart smiled-- I love the sea so very much.

(A photograph I had shot the last time I was in Point Pleasant.)

Yesterday was very full; we paid our employees, paid bills, ran shopping, and by early afternoon, we were on our way to New Jersey. We were caught in torrential rain (both ways), crazy neighborhoods, and some silly Google map that took us everywhere, but The Raddison Hotel in New Jersey, where we were supposed to meet an old friend. (A wonderful person from San Francisco, by the way.) Since it was after 10 pm by the time we arrived, we found some great restaurant/ bar and enjoyed a quick beer, bite to eat, and some good conversation, before we had to rush off.

When we returned the rental car, I asked, "Have you guys seen Ferris Bueller's Day Off?" They said, yes. I asked, "Remember the scene, where they leave the car keys to the parking garage attendant?" Once more, they said, yes. I then stated that is what we had done to their car. They laughed and we were off. :)

Last week we had gone to Philadelphia for one of our new projects (30,000 square feet of project!). One thing, I did see an excellent photojournalism opportunity on the streets. I am leaning toward black and white "Life" shots.I will try to place that on my "To Do" list. :)

We are also trying to put the 2009 Emmy Awards Suite together. It is trying, but is well worth the time and effort. That will take place in September. We will be in Beverly Hills for a few days then, off to visit some friends and family, and then home again. (I think we might make that a week long trip. That way we can make some time to really relax, as well as, work.) :)

Then right after, the new business will be completely off its feet and going strong. We will be opening an office on Virginia Beach. I look forward to each and every moment during this new experience. One thing about me, I always keep my feet on the ground--I am not too materialistic and I enjoy the simpler things in life. I just love "Love" and being able to wake with a smile each day. Oh... and chocolate, cappuccino, and the sea! ;)

Stefan and I make a great team. :)

Every since he and I have been together (possibly before) he wakes, and the 1st thing he says is, "I love you.". :)

Anyway, we ran around all day today, worked a bit, and are now home. As I stated, what a long week or so.

You know, I must say, as we passed the New York City signs, I so wished we had time to take one of those exits and go see the city. I miss it. We do plan on taking a few days to go and take some photographs. Hopefully soon. :)

All in all, a long week, but a productive one.


Monday, July 27, 2009

In My Dreams


Huge high-floor duplex in the South Tower of the Time Warner Condominium. Enter through the 70th floor Gallery and walk into a loft-like Living Room with floor-to-ceiling windows offering views directly onto Columbus Circle, Central Park, and beyond to the North and East. Adjacent is a Formal Dining Room with a full en-suite bath, allowing the space to also be used as a library, office, or guest bedroom. Approximately 3,491 square feet of living space includes 3 upstairs bedrooms and a large cook's kitchen outfitted with Carrera marble countertops and backsplash, Subzero double refrigerator and wine refrigerator, Miele double oven, dishwasher, and washer/dryer, and 5-burner gas range and cabinetry by Varenna.

There are a total of five marble bathrooms plus a guest powder room. The Master Suite includes his and hers walk in closets, as well as his and hers separate bathrooms. Bedrooms 2 and 3 also have their own en-suite bathrooms. The floors are quarter sawn white oak throughout, and the ceiling height is just shy of 10 feet. Travel between the two floors in your own private elevator located next to the beautiful wooden stairwell.

The kitchen and bathrooms are all in excellent original condition. 25 Columbus Circle, built in 2003, offers its residents a host of top-notch amenities including Club 51's business center, screening room, party room, gym, massage room, children's playroom, and beautiful planted sundeck.

There is also access to the 5-Star Mandarin Oriental Spa facility in the North Tower, as well as a 75-foot lap pool and garage. 25 Columbus Circle is a luxury white-glove destination with 24-hour service provided by doormen, concierges, and valet. Apartment 70B is also available for rent asking $32,000/month.

Yes, I adore this place--esp the floor to ceiling windows, because I love light. Actually, I'd like this as a 2nd home. Anyway, off to bed with dreams of winning the lottery to buy this home. ;)

Good night, sweet world.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Dolce Vita

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

--Pablo Neruda

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Everything Spoken Gives Way

I watched the genesis fall
from your eyes. It flowered,
then curled, tugging heart failure
like an existing wound on the verge
of splitting.
You’re not here with me.

I turn my palm, lower it into the sea
as if to clear recollection.
But gray is the blue when grace
becomes flaw; a scatter of swallows along
the gullet, a wash not from the creases of
a hand, but an emptying in a hearts flow
like a rush of release.

To swim here is to execute.

We were standing beneath a patch of cloud,
believed that one breath could keep us;
a sole separation, a train shriek away.
But coming too late, clocks slept their hours
under a mild sun. We never reached destination.

What was it that placed these worlds inside us?

Perhaps an insomniatic moon pulled the white
from our eyes, and had forgotten our dreams
like elucidation hurried beneath the rib cage.
Can’t we find ourselves worthy of resuscitation?

All I know is this, when I uttered valediction into your
ear, (as I have at least once), a thousand black balloons
pressed into the air, tidelands pressed toward the shore,
and I pressed on.

I’m exhausted. I’m in love.

Oh, tell me now of our history again, but sing it complete.
Dismiss language that pains the flesh--unruly words that
tear the insides like a blade that comes again and again.
Speak to me of lavender and garden, of sandcastles
that grew tall in our San Francisco summers.

And although it is trivial,
whisper in my ear of what we passed on our backs.
Was it the sadness of rivers that emptied into the sea?

Perhaps, it was late night tête-à-tête with the unfamiliar,
the voice set mine to flame, where I gradually turned
to ash as I waited at the garden entrance for significance
I didn’t know.

But I think I know where you are going.
What keeps me fastened to these waters is the way
you run off-- a low lying in the fields, a creep along
the beach before desertion. It seems so effortless.

Thursday, July 16, 2009

A Walk Through Winter

I shot this image while in Rhode Island.

I think if I ever did step out a moment, it would be for love. If I felt I was losing something so special, I would do everything in my power to keep it whole. Even if it is out of my character. That is what love is all about. You must sacrifice. The thing is, you must not see it that way.

The number one thing in any relationship, is respect. There cannot be any degrading, name calling, dishonesty, or assumptions. We all assume, of course. And our minds can wander at times, but we have to be able to recognize these things and take control. The best part of it all is that we learn. And we never stop learning. Each step is a new growth. If you think you know it all, and need no direction, you have so much to learn.

We continue to learn, even in our eldest ages. And that goes for all in life, not just the art of relationships. In the end, it is what we have seen or felt that really counts. Experience is the only way to learn. To really learn.

And if you are too afraid to take steps, you will only feel the water at your feet--you will never feel the whole of the ocean.

Imagined in a café

... disconnected today (must be my awful headache). Nothing worse than that feeling, I suppose. Not sure if I should go for a walk, or just crawl back into bed for a bit and try to shake it off with a good nap.

Nonetheless,... it will eventually fade (almost everything in life comes to a head, before it slowly fades away).


Saturday, July 11, 2009

Selected for the Editor's Choice Award


I am indeed honored. Also, please forgive the fact that I am a bit behind in my email and all replies.

Thank you,

Thursday, July 09, 2009

Father & Son

Tuesday, July 07, 2009

Where is everyone during this recession?


Sunday, July 05, 2009

A Mezzanote (... nebbia e luce)


l' amore è una cosa che si può vendere.
... battiti d'ali piena di poesia.


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