另外偶然看到的这张照片不错

photo by Cyrus Karimipour at http://www.cyruskarimipour.com/

new mexico无疑是整个旅行中我最喜欢的地方了。从德州往西走，荒漠渐渐就变成了有一垛一垛草的平原。我们在santa fe 停了下來, 去市中心逛了一圈. SF是有名的旅游城市, 建築已經和美國的完全不一樣了, 我感覺置身於美國之外的其他地方. DOWN TOWN游人很多, 有很多精品店和集市.

中午的時候在一家墨西哥餐廳吃午飯, MAX說那是他這輩子吃過的最好的墨西哥菜. 我對墨西哥菜不太感興趣, 因為油脂太多, 只點了一份湯, 但是非常好喝, 最後還留下湯裡的牛骨做了一個鑰匙扣.

我坐在車裡, 看著窗外飛過的異國和土著美國景觀, 於是非常想聽JUANA MOLINA的歌. MAX是個民族樂狂, 在德州的時候我們聽的一直是 TOM WATTS, 在新墨西哥我們就聽非洲土著, 感覺太到位了! 我們不管從哪裡經過, 都有人眼饞著看著他那輛古董車, 停車加油或者觀光的時候還有人上來跟他聊車, 說恭喜能找到這麼DECENT車.

而我呢, 我穿著不合身的襯衣, 因為太陽太烈還用兩條圍巾把自己層層包裹起來, 但是滿身滿心全部充滿了自由.








接下來要上的圖片是從新墨西哥到科羅拉多州的. 敬請期待~

回来芝加哥以后听朋友说原来美国的每一个州都有一个巴黎。于是去每一个巴黎变成了我接下来的梦想。

他说什么来着

 

悲伤是废弃无用的激情.

 

"bitterness is passion wasted.  I have is too much to contain, it corredes my insides, so useless."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

if i keep growing my hair, will it reach greenland someday eventually?

 

or becomes to a link that can transfer me between china and united states, so that i can always be at the place where i want to be.

 

i think im always surrounded by sad people, even though you keep saying that you are a positive person all the time, i still can read all the sadness from your little red eyes.

 

so my eyes turn red as well, to make us coherent, my eyes have to be red and full of salty water.

 

so close, so far, but my hair still cant reach you.

its been raining in weishan for last a couple of days. it made veryone depressed. my shoes were all wet for the whole day. they were cold and dirty, so i didnt feel like walking at all. i would stay some where, watch some really shitty ganster movies without making a move at all.

 

max sent me a msg. he said that i would eventually see the sunshine. so i saw it, the next afternoon, but it was pale and sad. dont know why.

 

today i photographed two crazy people, a couple, they looked very hippie tho, but actually they were just some crazy homeless folks. it was like a scene from "the doll", they had a wire in between, so that they wouldnt get lost.

 

they seemed to be in love, but for whatever reason the guy kicked the gal which was really weird to me. they didnt mind me taking whole bunch of pictures, i offered them some money, and they didnt take it. after the shot i got them a yogurt drink, they didnt take it at first, but they started sharing the drink right after i left.

 

it was very ramantic of me holding my baby camera 10 feet away from them, and watching at the guy sharing their food. it was pleasant to be with them.

 

that was the very first time i considered my self as a photographer, i felt all these obligations of telling the truthes and expressing for them.

 

i am trapped, in middle of no where, taking at least 5 rolls of 120 film a day, getting my whole body wet and being depressed.

 

i just realized that i have been romantisizing my inner feelings way too much. which sucks. which makes me a loser.

 

loser. but thanks to all you who have been offering supports and giving me cares. im always touched by that, i swear to god, all i typed was true, they were all from the bottom of my heart.

 

just to let you know, it is very easy to get high or drunk in such high up places, like yunnan. all i had was one beer and a few sips of the wine, now im feeling a little buzzed.

 

its a buzz.

 

 

晚上去MAYA朋友开的酒把里又喝了一顿 许多啤酒和白俄罗斯

我们都非常想喝红酒 可是貌似在中国就买不到能入口的红酒 估计就烧个菜还能用用

晚上2点回到家 躺在床上热得翻来覆去睡不着 想洗个澡 发现半夜没热水

接着勉强回去睡 结果有只迷路的大虫子长着翅膀呼啦拉飞

夜太深没有方向感就乱撞墙壁

我惊悚的把白色的床单整个围住自己

强忍着鸡皮疙瘩指望能再睡回儿

未果

于是半夜5点坐在大理的网吧里写日志

 

MAX说要做我的昆虫保镖 穿西装 戴眼镜 杀死我身边的所有虫子

 

 

我非常想睡觉 而且非常想我妈

在天安門



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beijing
si'an
dali
weishan
kunming
shanghai
dallas
little rock
paris texas
mexico
denver
chicago

29 fuji pro s 120
1 fuji provia 120
13 ilford delta 120


when was the last time i told you about paris texas
i can hardly recall
but i still remeber that i said if we go there, id lie in the sands underneath all these stars with you
our eyes might be stuffed with dirts or something else
something that you aren't familiar with
like L

paris is the place where i wanna go the most in this entire world
but so far i know there are three of them
one in france, one in canda, one in texas
i like how romantic the french paris is and i like how remote the candian paris is as well
but my favorite is always the american one
because its quiet, sad, and sobered
in case you get lost, go staright down to the south

i barely know this place, but my understandings dont have anything to do with my love for it

finally i met some one who would like to take me there
its even hard for me to imagine
because i kept expecting and desiring for people
and people kept turning me off and making me disappointed

my years dream eventually becomes realistic
your 70's chevore grandpa car
with some western summery music from the radio
my broken sunglasses
your dusty slippers

you
someone like you
would go for up to 5 walks a day
you pick up all these junks on the streets

like died roots, abandoned teady bear and someone's rotten hair

you wanna be a park security
so that you can stay outside for the whole day
to look for and pick up all these junks

you also wanna be a dog care taker
so that you can be closer to animals
so that you can become to a wizzard
for your next return

what do i wanna be
i wanna be the effle towel
in
paris texas
with a hat on
so that every time you think of me
you can come to me
and mourn beneath me