sunset & sunrise last week. taken with instagram.
new morning routines. early starts; I am usually awake by six o’clock. I pay attention to details, I slow my thoughts down. I get the coffee ready with less automatism, more devotion. it tastes...
the beginning of the night. we all kind of needed to slow down a little bit. a happy accident. opening hours. I’m loving the effect of a white chalk on a black board. makes me think of a couple...
singapore, 2008. three random photographs from singapore. I am wanderlusting; wanting to travel somewhere.
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six outtakes from the last few days. 1. incredible light at cafe initial from the other day. 2. the perfection of a view yesterday morning. 3. noticing shadows during my walks around sheung wan. 4. r...
follow me on instagram @ pereguinn the earthy tones of this place inspired me to sit down for more than four hours and write with very few interruptions. besides working on an online portfolio after ...
follow me on instagram @ pereguinn + gorgeous afternoon glow. warm orange and deep yellow. + sexion d’assaut; I have been listening to them on repeat for the past few days. + nights when I actu...
I wrote the list, thinking it would somehow put things into perspective. but no. days went by. I tried hard to distance myself but the only thing I accomplished was to lose words in the process. I wr...
in april there was lots of rain, thunderstorms and lightning. endless cups of coffee. grey and brown shades. homemade dinner for the boy. I wrote a lot, slept very little. I turned twenty one on a su...
but I needed some quiet. a few nights later, I turned my phone off, ignored everyone. confusion burned a hole through my heart and I didn’t know what to do with myself except to get lost in the...
sources unknown dreaming of paris, listening to french folk music, writing. it has been many years since my last visit but it is the city I hold close to my heart. perhaps one day. hong kong photogra...
april started with a delicious dinner at the boathouse and a couple of bad photographs that I am keeping in one of my photography folders just for the memories. we were surrounded by the color blue a...
all photography by my beautiful friend hannah grogan. you are my favorite and I love you. thanks for the gorgeous day and cupcakes. april 22, 2012. *** april twenty second is always a special day. I ...
I am quiet. too many things are happening at the moment. one of these nights I will find time to sit down and write everything down. I miss writing daily for enjoythewait. often I think about returni...
Buy her a cup of coffee. Remember the coffee she drinks. One day it will come in handy knowing her order without thinking about it. Give him a book written by Georges Perec without a single letter e....
I write because sometimes the insomnia doesn’t leave me for days and there is nothing else to fill the emptiness with, apart from words and darkness that surround me. I write because there is nothing...
crisp air; the air of changes. I am getting lost in the fading mortality of our age, forgetting about time, about its meaning. I have been wandering, floating around for the past few weeks, trying to...
march rolled in with a casual feeling about it. it simply invited itself in and I did not have enough time to write it all down. day in, day out. turbulences of the last few days seem to have subside...
a leap year. I keep thinking how strange it must be to have a birthday every four years. I am spending the morning with two cups of coffee, quiet music and the new york times. march tomorrow. already...
my falling whistle arrived in the mail yesterday. it feels good to wear it. I cannot remember exactly how I stumbled upon this campaign a few weeks back but things have changed since then. I spent ho...
a week went by. he wanted to see me but I wouldn’t let him. maybe I was selfish but I needed my own space. to recover, not only from the illness but also from the invisible wounds of the past few wee...
unknown sources. I managed to write for forty three days straight. and then the words disappeared. together with me. I imagine something similar has already happened last year, therefore, no one shou...
there were three of them. and an australian lady. she felt incredibly out of place but it was mainly because of her age. I will never understand what she was doing at a club like zinc at almost one o...
sunday. I remembered my own words from a few years ago when I was obsessed with the sunday kurt cobain died. endless analysis of heavier than heaven. trying to piece the bits together, find my own ex...
in the process of writing a resume and a couple of cover letters. too much research. I am actually reading the couple of hundred pages UN reports. and it seems like such a joke. because it is incredi...
“Every artist needs an obsession.” – Jonathan Kane a great friend of mine moved back to hong kong. I spend too much time working, little time writing and almost none with the boy. s...
falling whistles. endless research on the topic. feeling pain. I keep re-reading the email I sent to them, pouring my soul out. research, research, research. the clinton failure. the years between 19...
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