- Los Angeles, California,
- June 08
- I am a artist in my heart (writing, photography, painting) and a Scientist and Mathematician by profession.
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You can tell a lot about me, from the shoes I wear day in and day out. This is odd as I am not a fashionista in any sense of the word. As a child, I swore by my red Keds with crisp white laces.… Read full post »
Warm updrafts from the heater lifted the window shade upwards like a bird’s wing…gliding lithely in the dusty room. Julia sat alone and unaware of the delicate flicking of the shade, deep in thought, with her hand gripping the pen with too much intensity.
The rumble of the old fur… Read full post »
Walking into the large expanse of the frigid lab was a bit overwhelming for me. Dr. Chin was going on and on about procedural stuff that I was sure I was going to need in the very near future, but all I could focus… Read full post »
Dr. Austin wheeled the gurney into the lab where I was working on dissecting out the pituitary gland of a patient who had suffered from extreme Acromegaly. I looked up from the disturbing expanses of white matter in his brain to see Dr. Austin motioning me… Read full post »
Rising forty feet into the air, in cylindrical massiveness, they stood… my mountains. These steel clad tanks filled with the remnants of ancient dinosaurs my landscape. I clung to and climbed on their cold metal ladders-absolutely forbidden-reaching up into tanks of dark… Read full post »
It was beautiful to look at… in a way.
Row after row of objects arranged in precise lines filled the front room of her tidy bungalow. Similar objects grouped, lined up with care and exactness, a mathematician’s play land.
When she began to have that fe… Read full post »
He was a man, strong in his ways
When stars sighed, he would wink back at them;
And when he dreamed, he dreamed in more dimensions than one:
The specters of his mind as bright as a painting can contain!
Of his temperament only the universe can… Read full post »
A wizened old man is how I thought of Zach. He was crinkly and hunched, and quoted Monty Python when he was nervous. His fingers were crooked and his glasses were always ajar on his angular tiny face. He always wore a belt, one of… Read full post »
Metal beasts rumble loudly on their way.
Small chirps make a chorus of angry horns
Overshadowed by a siren which deafens in the midst.
Tucked away in warmth… I/
She finally had to be taken away. Distant relatives had arrived and found her and the House in such a state of decay and squalor that there was no other choice but to institutionalize her and place the house for sale in the hopes of getting something
She was a slight child.
Skin so pale you could see the tiny framework of blood vessels under her cheeks. Her hair was the color of pale sunshine and it fell in razor straight strands to her narrow hips. She had a quality that is not of this… Read full post »
Redcoats, wall louses, mahogany flats, crimson ramblers, and heavy dragoons you fascinate me. Feeding on us warm -blooded victims under the covers of our personal oblivion! Gestating in sheets of our forefathers and liv… Read full post »
Taking a great photo is like amazing sex—to be really smashing a photo has to have the right setting, perfect lighting, and the proper subject (and good perspective doesn’t hurt!).
As a photographer, I am always looking at the world through the lens of a came… Read full post »
Recent press, as reported by Space.com, a source for news of astronomy, skywatching, space exploration, commercial spaceflight and related technologies has stated that there is no official or unofficial evidence from the Russians or NASA that there were ever any instances of… Read full post »
Odd places, dark places, lonely places, and broken places….they all called to me. When I was a little girl seeing a “No Trespassing” or “Keep Out” sign seemed to me a whispered invitation. I always felt that same welcome twinge when I would crawl under a fen… Read full post »
As a little girl my mom would always make sure that us kids had a dime or two in our pockets…just in case we needed to make a call. Every block or so, in my West Los Angeles neighborhood, there would be at least one, a box/… Read full post »