China Windows

There is nothing in which the birds differ more from man than the way in which they can build and yet leave a landscape as it was before.
— Robert Lynd, The Blue Lion and Other Essays

I love looking in other people's windows! I hope nobody thinks it's kind of weird. It's just I am a very curious girl and, oh my, I do love a good story! Windows can tell so many good stories about their inhabitants' lives and I very much enjoy telling that story through my photographs. This photo with two windows I took in Chinatown of San Francisco. The old Chinese woman who lives right under the roof of an old traditional house feeds the pigeons every morning. That morning she was a bit late with the breakfast for the birds, but pigeons were waiting very patiently. I think the breadcrumbs was exactly what I actually loved the most about that morning in Chinatown. Nowadays, you so rarely see breadcrumbs for birds on the streets... It's almost like bread, once the most important part of human food, is not a part of our lives anymore. We seem to just dump everything we don't eat. Pity.

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Chiaroscuro Morning

We’re each of us our own chiaroscuro, our own bit of illusion trying to emerge into something solid, something real. We’ve got to forgive ourselves that. I must remember to forgive myself. Because there’s an awful lot of gray to work with. No one can live in the light all the time.
— Libba Bray, A Great and Terrible Beauty

I think if someone asked me about my soul's appearance, I would show to that someone this photo. Nature can't lie. It has both lights and shadows and, so, do I. I am far from being infallible. Moreover, I actually disagree with the very concept of perfection. Nothing is just white or black... well, unless it's it a black hole or an empty piece of paper.  To me, perfection seems a kind of madness.  At the end of the day, what is even remotely desirable about perfection? I'd rather go and make another mistake, another disapproved step toward the edge of a cliff. I'm not afraid of my shadows. They make my lights shine. 

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