i don’t care about the new chanel store, but my wife does, she joins the line, starts chatting about shoes with the woman in front of her, i sit, put on a timer for 20 minutes, close my eyes, breathe, shoppers pass by, most probably don’t notice the quiet guy with hands on lap, a few likely wonder why i’m not staring at a screen, at instagram/tiktok/google news, but i don’t care, i hear snippets of conversation, where is the hermes store?, i don’t actually like sabrina carpenter, but mostly i just inhale, exhale, feel the warmth of a september day, pretend i’m not surrounded by consumerism, minutes move, my iphone alarm goes off, i stand up, walk over to j.crew.
First Race!
The Kid Turns 16!!
We celebrated at my cousin’s restaurant, Serafina https://serafina-sf.com/ Later, we watched trolley cars pass on Hyde Street, while enjoying some Swensen’s ice cream! PS-He’s now 6’3 and still growing!
Honduras, 1993
I worked in rural Honduran communities with Mayra (in the photo). I was in small villages (like Ojaca) about 26 miles north of La Iguala. I have never been able to find these places on a digital map online.
Ingrid
Sky Beyond Clouds
Keep Tahoe Blue
First Swim In Tahoe
Sitting By Tahoe
Doing Nothing
is the goal, not posting a video, watching a video, reading to be smart, to look smart, not making money to buy things online, not trying to appear cool, with photos of vacations to beaches, to mountains, co-opted nature into image, brand, style, so they will notice, not listening to music, the latest, the popular, the ai generated beats of computerized algorithms, not absorbing the news, not musk, bezos, gates, or white house, or made up stories about clint eastwood hitting muhammad ali, not running or exercise, or talking about running or exercise, or posting photos of protein-enhanced smoothies to live forever, not podcasts with wisdom & sponsors & ads, so many ads, not anything, nothing, except maybe god or the universe, or breathing, yes, just that.
Daniel W. Polk 