On November 29th, come stop by Weed's cafè, 1903 - 20 Avenue NW in Calgary, AB from ( Read more... )

I guess my plane won't crash! My fortune cookie from dinner tonight ( Read more... )

Last night was the goodbye/birthday dinner for Sophie from Switzerland, one of the other volunteers in Potosí. I was instructed to arrive around seven. I got there a little after seven thirty, but this is really quite normal in Bolivia. I had plans later that night as well with a few other friends, thinking the evening with the girls would end ( Read more... )

My time here is very obviously measured at this point. I have found myself looking around here as I did when I was getting ready to leave Canada, thinking to myself that I won´t be able to appreciate these things any more in a very imaginable amount of time; somehow, this does make me appreciate them more. I am regretting not living my life for the ( Read more... )

The B&W printing is even worse this time! Sorry, guys.

Geysers, and Dali´s rock formations.

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I was in a bar with a couple Potosínos last night. I was sitting with my back against the wall, thoroughly enjoying one of the best local bands. To my right was a Mexican man everyone referred to as "Pachito" (Pachuco is Mexican slang for "amigo"). I had drank a glass of Sangría, heated wine with apple, lemon and cinnamon, the first alcohol in my ( Read more... )

Sorry about the blueish tint to the B&Ws, can´t wait to get into a darkroom with them.

Top: The food from Tarija in a backyard patio.
Below left: My new host mother and her dog.
Below right: A lake near the Salar de Uyuni.

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Written two nights ago by hand: I am sitting at the bar of a deserted pub in Uyuni, Bolivia. Three black lights are illuminating this page, it is glowing a slightly painful color against the blue ink. I am facing the liquor display shelves with a mirror behind to give the illusion of depth to the generously spaced bottles. A boy of about sixteen ( Read more... )

I have pharyngitis!

Note: If you´ve got something to put in the mail for me, it might be better to just wait until I come home and mail it to my house, or give it to me in person. I can´t guarantee anything will get here in time ( Read more... )