More that pulses in the ocean than the tide
the moon endlessly orbits the beach pulling sand out to sea until one morning you wake up and the Atlantic is at your doorstep, asking for a cup of sugar and to sit for a while, chat about the weather.
having a tendency to wander
the moon endlessly orbits the beach pulling sand out to sea until one morning you wake up and the Atlantic is at your doorstep, asking for a cup of sugar and to sit for a while, chat about the weather.
They thought you were gone, lost forever, surely a mortal severance. Not clinging to what seemed solid, not accepting the whirlwind as the truth, trying to hard to see over the partitions set in place to create the illusion of destiny and purpose.
Yet, here you are on the rocky beach, so very solid, seemingly endless, hauntingly familiar, alive…
(excerpt from mongrel log ’96)
Love your site, girl! The images and sentiment behind them are inspiring.
Dave Perez
20 Sep 08 at 6:43 pm
wow, kari, that’s a cool picture.
joie
21 Sep 08 at 8:40 pm
thanks MD! plenty of manual labor needs here in senegal… come whenever
Kari
21 Sep 08 at 9:11 pm
merci mon petit chou
Kari
21 Sep 08 at 9:14 pm
I remember standing at that door, imagining what a hopeless thought escape from there was. dad
John
21 Sep 08 at 11:42 pm
I Love this photo! You are so talented girl. Miss you & hope you are well. Stay in touch. :-)
Elizabeth Wright
22 Sep 08 at 5:32 am
talent!!!
John
23 Sep 08 at 4:00 pm
Talent comment was from ME! not dad
Mom
23 Sep 08 at 4:01 pm
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