Better late than never (May 2010)

Over a year ago I went to India. I spent the majority of my time at the Sevalaya teaching art and hanging out with kids, and the rest of my time in the city of Chennai. I've hardly looked at the photos since, partially because it makes me sad, and partially because it would take days to get through them all. But yes, I admit it: I'm awful at finishing things. I finally dug up these photos with the intention of slowly working through them all this month. I could go on forever about the people, smells, tastes, memories, but I'll keep it simple with a few pictures.

Sevalaya in Kasuva Village, Pakkam, Tamil Nadu

Chennai, Tamil Nadu

  

                                      

Some of my favorite girls

I miss these little feet.

For pictures from earlier in my trip: Click.

Ulysses

Sometimes it just takes a really beautiful song, by an artist I really respect and admire. I read a definition of inspiration the other day that made me reevaluate my perception of the word. It went like this: "the drawing in of breath; an inhalation; the act of breathing in." This song makes me want to do that. And so, this afternoon I'm forcing myself slow down. It's easy to get sucked into the craziness of life and never take the time to breathe and reflect. If I could do this more often, maybe the ideas would just start to pour out of me. With a journal in front of me, a cup of coffee close at hand, and music in the background... I can feel them coming now.