so many kinds of mushrooms there are, and such little amounts of them i actually know about. rootless and seedless, fungi spreads in dark and moist places. like everything in life though, there is a variety of them in which some are consumable, some are consumable in a different way like some that glow in the dark and some others can be fatal. either way, just the healthy ones come in so many shapes, sizes, colors, and so many benefits, from proteins to vitamins to such amazing tastes. lucky for me, china is the world’s largest exporter of mushrooms, which i am enjoying so much of.
April 6, 2010
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March 19, 2010
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just like people, there are different kinds of everything. here, there, anyhere, and everywhere. as people migrate from different places too, trade has migrated different types of goods throughout the world. howeever, just as these miniature pumpkins, we can see how everything adapts to their environment and the conditions these undergo.
March 13, 2010
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beyond the touristy areas of the world heritage site of pingyao is a contrast of lifestyle compared to the everyday life in the old west. the low season hits hard in this streets as winter kicks in, finding myself and my small group to be the only people that actually stand aliens in the cold streets. looking deeper into the alleys i was able to find where the rest of the locals hid and sheltered from the cold.
March 9, 2010
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i’m not sure, but it didn’t seem as the common sunflower we tend to see. the inner florets appear to be darker and larger in a messy way. they might be dry, but since this took place in one of the largest flower markets in china, i thought it could have been a different kind too. the petals are lighter and the “golden” interconnecting spriral is not that obvious. by different kind and taking in account that the flower comes from a massive wholesale market, i just meant to think of the bio-genetical engineering aspects of it. food for thought.
happy birthday brittney!
February 26, 2010
December 31, 2009
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new years eve: we all wait for a whole year to come to this day and reflect upon everything that has happened within the year and time passing. some wish desperately or many times momentarily for this day to come or to pass, while many others are avoiding it. yet sooner or later we get together to make a new year’s wish: these valuable resolutions that let us survive another year.
December 6, 2009
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many worry with what they do, what they are, and what makes this happen. also, the factors of life that also affect this and become affected as well, like responsibility. many others arbitrate such thoughts, with an ideal happiness. “it doesn’t matter what you do, as long as you’re happy”, but only one can decide what makes them happy according to their respective standards. for the few seconds that i saw this garbage disposal man in lijiang, i couldn’t help but notice in his smile that he doesn’t fight mondays.
November 9, 2009
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it was mid summer in the outsides of lijiang, as i explored the gardens of a monastery. along the path i walked was a dried up river where water barely moved from little bodies to the next. going down the hill i found myself in the bottle neck where some people gathered to enjoy of this element in it’s most “natural” form. the moment where they ducked to touch the water reflected into a stopped motion where hands were just dug into a stream of gold.
happy birthday denise.
October 25, 2009
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another realization of a daily pattern i use that resemble this photo is my high appreciation on light, pattern and texture. just like the previous two entries and a significant number of the total. as it might seem for some to be a very simple scene, the way i see this photo and what i felt was its relation to life. the different texture (depths and odulations) within each stone, are a step to this path created by light. the water is tehre to help and to slow us down depending on our pace and decisions. destiny to some.
October 17, 2009
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people walked by as he was unnoticed. his hands were searching for a coin someone tossed on the ground. the heavily textured stone blocks on the floor were still wet from the rain as he kept touching and feeling.
