I enjoy contemplating the past through its artifacts. We call these things old connoting a discard of that which is now obsolete. The old can take on a whole new glory when we take the time to explore those details that define the time and place that gave them birth. Funny, for all our attempts to move on and find solutions in our future, the answer can sometimes be found if would just tale a small, yet attentive, glance into our past.
I had been struggling with the title of my blog for some time. There was something about it that bothered me as being too long missing the point. It also felt a bit unoriginal. I did not want to lose the quintessence of my personal obsession with the concepts of transcendence and brevity, so I did some research and rested on the Greek word for ephemeral: ephemeros.Read More
Somewhere in Poughkeepsie, New York.Read More
Seen in Centro Historico, Mexico City.Read More