Dark shadows prowl.Stars illuminate their path.Come and go. Silence.#haiku
Wooden toys listen.Incense perfume lingers on.Yet, no one talking.#haiku
Yearning for wisdom.Follow the yellow brick road.It's but at arm's length.#haikuA tiny park on the very edge of the train loop on Van Buren, just across the street from Chicago's Harold Washington Library. I like how they've rehabbed the L stop and made it look more traditional than contemporary. Fits the college district nicely.
We are born as one. Pretending to be separate. Become one again. May you rest in peace, mom!
Lurking in shadows. Afraid of light far and near.Peeks and disappears.#haiku
#SeeingRedSeries Entrance into Chicago's coveted Jazz Showcase. I have never been inside, but have read that this is where the the city's best live jazz shows are held with a rather small venue of less than 200 seats. Located on the east side of Dearborn Station complex, just south of The Loop. The founder of... Continue Reading →
There is something so timeless about these old-timey newsboy woolen hats. As a fan of baseball caps for most of my life, I've really grown fond of these instead. Not only are they more functional and practical in winter or cooler weather, they also blend better with business casual attire. And they look cool.
Still yet imposing.Freedom-less numbers inside.Lives turned upside down. #haiku One day, there will be time in our society where there is no need for prisons and people can get all the support they need to avoid committing crimes, or being unjustly incarcerated. There must be a better and preventative solution than this.
Many schools of thought have been there over millennia on the topic of human mind. What is it? Where does it come from? What is its purpose? Who is in control of it? Why can't I stop having thoughts at three in the morning when I want to sleep? If I can't stop them, are... Continue Reading →
Although I much prefer black and white photos, there are times where, in order to capture the essence of a scene before me, I have to do color. One of old run down stores in South Loop, bustling with neon lights was just a subject. If you can think of a color, this place has... Continue Reading →
Homebound, clock punched, ready to greet the rest of your day, maybe sneak a bit of a breathing treatment while on the move...
