An Outrageous Attempt by the Bush Administration to Undermine Women's Rights

Hillary Clinton speaks out for women's and men's right to healthcare and birth control Here.

I'm not dead

For those few of you that still keep up with this blog despite the lack of frequent entries and writing of substance, I'd like to announce that I am not dead. I expect to post some more entries next week after I get back from the Pitchfork Music Festival in Chicago.

Fun stuff.

Proof that Marcus came to Paris

noir et blanc

Some new black and whites I've been working on.





I really like the one of Cameron in color, too, but I wanted to emphasize the dandelion more, since I was unable to get its seeds blowing in the wind (the intention of the photo).

kind of into the wild

The second week of spring break I was left with nothing to do because my friends had already started their big european journeys, so I decided to find something to do by myself. Naturally, my thoughts turned to mountains and skiing. So, I fashioned myself a nice little trip to Geneva and Zermatt, Switzerland. Despite the scariness of being all alone in a foreign country, I managed to have an awesome adventure. Here are some pictures and I'll try to include some captions.

le jet d'eau


soccer ball is to commemorate that the euro '08 is going to be held in switzerland


flower clock





old town...a carnival and souvenir market


views from the cathedral





the organ in the cathedral








a square by the park


the famous giant chess games





the park where I spent like 6 hours reading and staring at the sky











reformation wall


another view of the jet d'eau


the Matterhorn


Me and a french kid I met, Samuel, standing on the Matterhorn. One of the coolest experiences of my life.


Skiing pics













Zermatt is a car-free town, so the taxis are all these little electric bus-things





a grave in the climber's cemetary, dedicated to everyone who has died in the mountains.

Biarritz

Over spring break, Marcus and I headed down to Basque country to go to the beach at Biarritz. This small french town is known for its surfing. Lots of money was spent, lots of sunburns happened, and lots of watching House in french while Marcus went to bed at 9 pm. Enjoy the few pictures I have!