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Cinnamon and Sparkles


Cinnamon Eye

“There’s cinnamon in there…sparkles and cinnamon.” M laughed.

I rolled over onto the New York Times Sunday edition spread out on the floor.   The sun was streaming in and M was staring at me with a look of wonder.

“Your eyes are dusted with cinnamon and sparkles.”

“Really?”  I fumbled for my glasses.  I couldn’t see further than a foot without them.  The room was dark compared to the sunlight stream I had been laying in.

I never liked my eyes.  I always felt they were strange, weird, foreign.  Growing up as the alien in a suburban neighborhood who had never seen anyone like me made me feel like a freak.

“Your eyes are beautiful.”

“Uh, no one’s ever told me that before.”

“Well they are.”

It was a hot summer and I was unemployed.  I was filling my time with odd jobs off the books while collecting unemployment.  I was also just embarking on a new journey as an actor.  A world where knowing oneself, and truly becoming comfortable with myself was the key to success.  And yet, I had still never really accepted my own looks.  It was terrifying, and difficult.  It was like I was doing everything to not be me.  I had long hair down to my waist, I wore skull rings on all ten of my fingers, a black leather motorcycle jacket – to look fiercer and not weak.  My music was all aggressive heavy metal.

But I wasn’t really this either. Inside I was all soft.  I was curious, full of wonder, yearning to learn who I really was.  I loved to laugh and even though my outside was like a porcupine with quills up, I was really desperate to be liked…or, gulp, loved.

“You are eyes are the best.  Lay down in the sun again and let me look some more.” M giggled as she laid across my chest to gaze into my eyes.  I could hardly see her as the sun was so bright.  She kissed me in succession of gentle, soft lip prints in a line from my forehead down to my lips.

I thought to myself, “One day, I’m going to marry this girl.”

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Summer Is A Time For Renewal – Inspirational Input for Creativity

A glass of rose on the roof in Brooklyn, NY
Time for wine – rosé on the roof

Life is good.  I’ve been having an excellent summer.  Why?  Mostly because we planned some great recreation like a trip away to Puerto Rico, time on the beach, visit to the vineyards and just time to think and read.  Summer is a time for renewal, re-creation and getting inputs to creativity.  You can’t create if you’re empty!

Here’s some of what I’ve been thinking and reading lately.


Photos of Park Slope, Brooklyn

Created with Admarket’s flickrSLiDR.

In the last few years I’ve become more interested in photography but was always limited by the lack of decent camera.  So I finally got a Panasonic GX1 along with a few lenses, the 25mm f1.4 pancake as well as the 20mm F1.7 which are both fabulous.  And then Apple comes out with the iPhone 5s and whoa, the photography and video are outstanding.  The last shot of the Parks Department logo is with the iPhone.  The rest are with the GX1 and the 25mm.