a couple of weeks ago, i donated some time to the tibeten aid project and we’re liking my events photos a bit. certainly nothing special in my eyes but i took upon myself to offer more of my time for the benefit of myself and the culture i cherish more than my own. for myself because doing time around people that believe in the path will remind me more forciably to get back on cushion.

anyway, i went to their headquarters today to find out about a photo project that they have been trying to get off the ground. but before we get into the core of the issue, i am given a tour of the facility and of course i run into the woman of several entries earlier. of course she would be there for the same reason she was at the dinner but i had totally forgotten about it. she’s looking even cuter with her little winter hat and geeky glasses but my memory for woman that tickle my fancy is sharp as the morning daybreak. either way, i go on being oblivious to woman kind as i have made a vow to get the hell out of this state. unlikely that the vow will withstand the forthcoming year but i must hold on to what little principles i have left.

so, i am sitting down looking at these goregous photo archive from the 60’s by this woman photographer. it’s obvious professionally shot and then i turn over the photo and it says mariyln silverstone, of magnum photo. like holy shit. the rock star photojournalist agency started by the likes of henri carti and robert cappa. anyway, i am given an opportunity to make something out of this archive but first i need to do some research on these copyrighted prints. lo and behold, a quick googling and i read a little about this photographer and i am simply shocked by the synchonicity of it all. it turns out, after years of travelling in asia and photographing, she becomes an ordained buddhist nun and pretty much give up her photography career. i am laughing on the inside because there’s too many connections that i can’t deny. i know what i should do, but now, i have to decided between sleeping many more short lonesome nights or many more shorter nights with dakanis.