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Descanso Flowers

Dee — Thu, 01 Sep 2011 21:06:04 +0000

The Beauty of Descanso

Dee — Wed, 31 Aug 2011 20:33:54 +0000

Unphotographable | Sun Rays & Moon Beams

Dee — Tue, 05 Jul 2011 19:32:21 +0000

A small group of friends gathered on the 4th, sandwiched between the high desert and the high clouds. The sun cut through with its golden rays and accentuated our natural glow of love and energy. Everything was covered in magical godlike dusk, and I could not move out of it to capture it. I myself was captured, along with the blades of grass, the rose petals, the light between the trees, the shine in our eyes, the highlights in our hair, the warmth of our faces, the laughter echoing out into the sky… And when after the darkness finally covered us and when the sky exploded with stars, … the Moon smiled upon us as tiny universes taunted us with their cannons.

Magical Dinners

Dee — Mon, 13 Jun 2011 09:22:19 +0000

Today I had another magical moment. Acceptance without judgement. I was picking up Vinay to go on a hike, but we stopped into his neighbor’s house to say hi. Grandma Pat. When I stepped into the backyard, a magical portal opened. There were people sitting at a table having an afternoon cocktail and snacks. The garden was filled with herbs and flowers and fairies. What was to be a quick hello turned into a magical dinner party. People started coming over… I met Uncle Bill, David, Corrinda, Xylon, Xylon’s girlfriend, Susanne, and Telly. Grandma Pat made us a delicious magical dinner.

Morgana Le Fae

Dee — Fri, 03 Jun 2011 20:19:03 +0000

Malabomba! Cabaret! Super Fiesta! | La Cita Bar

Dee — Fri, 27 May 2011 00:48:04 +0000

Malabomba! Cabaret! Super Fiesta!
La Cita Bar, DTLA
May 25. 2011

The Phoenix In Winter

Dee — Sun, 20 Feb 2011 07:17:27 +0000

There was a hail storm this evening and I decided to seize the opportunity to photograph one of my favorite scents.

Sunbird

Dee — Tue, 25 Jan 2011 16:29:54 +0000

“The cinnamon and sandalwood smoke will bring the Sunbird.”

La Fée Verte

Dee — Sat, 01 Jan 2011 02:15:43 +0000

With flowers and with women,
with absinthe and with fire,
we can divert ourselves a little,
acting our parts in the play.

Absinthe drunk on a winter evening,
lights up in green the smoky soul;
and the flowers on the darling one
exude perfume before the bright fire.

Charles Cros, 1842 – 1888

Nightfall

Dee — Fri, 31 Dec 2010 07:59:31 +0000