perfect parking

car in parking garage

I park in an underground parking lot at my office. It’s a good day when I can pull through into my spot, so that I’m facing out rather than having to back in. Perfect parking. The perfect parking spot. It’s funny how good that makes me feel.


Another thing that makes me feel good is a made bed. It’s very rare that I don’t make my bed every morning – the sooner the better. After I’m done, the room feels ready. Perfect, just like the parking.

stovetop with pots 1

Above and below are what my stove looks like pretty much every morning. I love to cook fresh meals. It’s an Ayurvedic thing, although I don’t follow Ayurveda much anymore. But I still like to make things from scratch each day. I always put my hard-boiled egg pot in the back right corner, and my kettle in the back left – until it’s boiled. The wooden board is to protect the burner from splashes from my vegetable stew pot. It’s complicated.

stovetop with pots 2

Below is a new kitchen sink shot. The scissors are to cut up snow peas. I also use scissors to cut the ends off green beans. If you were a detective in a mystery novel, you would be able to reconstruct my vegetable stew from this photograph…

kitchen sink with vegetable scraps

This is the desk in my front room this morning. It’s been so dreary lately, it was nice to see the sun.

desk at dawn

Finally, here’s an impulse buy for supper: Panzerotti. I’ve been promising myself that I’ll start a primal diet soon. This is like a last carb hurrah…


Do you ever binge on “forbidden” foods? Do you ever feel like it’s beyond your control? It’s part of why I want to give up a high carb diet – I’m hoping that the cravings will disappear…

See the whole #photo365 project here.

photography as a practice

washing dishes

I don’t know why most photographers take pictures. I only know that for me, photography is a practice – a repeated activity at first simply done to “get better,” or achieve mastery, and then later for its own sake. When I practiced singing for 13 years, after a certain point I continued practising just because the singing felt good. And the more I did it, the the less I learned about being a “good” singer, and the more I learned about the infinite possibilities of making sound vibrations with my body.

With photography, I’m learning about how the world looks. One of my photography practices is taking photos of my kitchen sink. The world of my kitchen sink is AMAZING and unending. Just saying.

For more photos of my kitchen sink, look here and here.