A net full of beautiful colors, still looking lively and fresh. Don’t care if there’s plenty of them out there. These are mine. All mine.
Weaver
Threads that form a pattern, define a trend, and dress up a moment in fabricated significance for a little while or, if so determined, for eternity.
San Juan, PR 2010
Look Inside
Cramped wheeled boxes carrying commuting smiles across a city of ongoing struggles and ongoing kindness. Sneak a peek. You’ll be surprised.
Santo Domingo, DO 2010
100th Post!!!!!!!
Hate to rain on your parade, but #100 was yesterday. Yup, you missed it. Seriously, count’em.
San Juan, PR 2010
Mouthwatering
It might look strange, unappetizing, or intimidating, but it’s usually worthy of the spotlight.
Villalba, PR 2010
Downtime on the Party Bus
Everything from that day is a blur.
Not Really Sure Where, PR 2010
Homemade
Some flavors will always remain with you, persist in your taste buds, in your mind, in your heart, and draw forth more than just an impeccable combination of ingredients.
Guayama, PR 2010
With My Little Eye
What a marvelous place must the world seem to him from his naively limited point of view.
Guayama, PR 2010
Crazy
In a fake plastic microphone, to the beat of a worn out tune… among strange spectators in the middle of the street, happiness reveals its aloof demeanor.
San Juan, PR 2010
Multiple Choices
What do you think he’ll do when he walks by the old man?
a. Offer to help him out
b. Ignore him
c. Rob him
d. I rather not say
Marrakesh, MA 2010
Dim
In the gloom appears a man, old but still present, still determined to remain in view and not recede into the shadows, where he knows things get lost and eventually forgotten.
Isabela, PR 2010
Megaphony
“I’m eating an empanada! I repeat, I’m eating an empanada!”
San Juan, PR 2010
Boricua Wicca
Hope the ritual’s intention is to dispel the notion that girl and broom are destined to be together forever.
San Juan, PR 2010
The Real Girls Gone Wild
See? There’s no need to flash your breasts to impress us.
Quebradillas, PR 2010
Rock Formation
Atop a cliff overseeing the ocean, bathed in twilight, the lovers became one.
Isabela, PR 2010
Destroy Story
Buzz’s arm was never recovered from the field of battle. Poor old Woody eventually died of asphyxiation.
San Juan, PR 2010
Explore
Every word that makes it to paper, regardless of its meaning, is a treasure waiting to be discovered. It’s true value, however, depends on the seeker.
Isabela, PR 2010
Askew
As you contemplate the facade, the doors suddenly open and out comes a woman holding a broom; a stereotype, you think, if there ever was one, a letdown of sorts. Unaware of the bigger picture, you might walk away crestfallen, never realizing that from another perspective you could’ve been looking up to her and she down on you.
Ávila, ES 2010
Hue
Early evening and expectations are high, possibilities run hot, but just the same, at the end of the night you end up feeling blue.
Buenos Aires, AR 2010
What’ll It Be?
I’ll take a pound of avocados, please. Oh, and some of that fresh pork loin you got there. Thanks.
Villalba, PR 2010
Amusement Parking
The car stopped for just a minute, and suddenly, with Ferris wheel smiles and roller coaster laughs, her face lit up and the ride began.
Villalba, PR 2010
Upload
Take a picture of a picture of a picture… Experience life remotely, through vivid images and virtual expressions, and hope you find virtual authenticity. Who’s to argue with such high resolutions? Who can deny you have browsed in the shoes of those who have walked in shoes?
San Juan, PR 2010
A Reflection
You might have an inkling of what you’re going to see, but it’s always hard to tell who will be staring back.
