Crush (I love it when I catch you looking at me.)

Artist: Emil Nolde | Flirting

"She found the colours to paint him, where the world had left him grey." -Atticus

Ah, the charm, madness, and the boundless hope of the crush.

Crushes pay no attention to flaws and reality. It is the belief that the perfect being exists. I suppose that is why crushes tend to disappear early on in life,  turning our attention to the tragic awareness of love and all of its/our human flaws.

As adult's we realize that the lovely person and crush we sketch in our heads is of our own volition and creation. Which says more about us then them. It is usually a manifestation of our ideals, giving us insight in to who we are.

I don't know if there is ever really going back to the days of the school girl/boy crushes; while in pursuit, all we paid attention to was that visceral feeling, when the philosophy of cynicism was as foreign to us as our first kiss.

I crave a crush of that magnitude and innocence.

What about you, do you remember your first crush? -tM


Photography: Christina Garcia | Wedding, 1991. Spain

Lovelovelovelovelovelovelove. Love and marriage are a cultural invention and we are still not at the end of its evolution.

We are still learning what it means to be more successful at love.

I believe that as divorce rates rise and self importance has made its way centre stage that the future hope for love rests in the notion of sacrifice: accepting that we will not get everything we want from love, marriage, or relationships. It is my personal belief that our ambitious over reach to place great expectations on our partner has contributed greatly to the cessation of relationships in general. How does one unite sex, affection, raising a family, friendship, a career, material security, and anticipate that one single solitary person will fulfill all of the above needs?

Often times it is most necessary to look outside of the marriage for some of the above. It seems that in our society great love comes with great expectations, but what about allowing great love a little room for ambivalence? Permitting ourselves to think that something is quite good even though there are day to day flaws may be paramount for loves sake.

Occasionally it is about choosing to look beyond the imperfections. -tM

A State of Mind

Photography: tM | Oranjestad, Aruba

Photography: tM | Oranjestad, Aruba

Nature has no ego. Animals have no ego. And we ever so desperately need to let go of ours.

Look to the natural world for detachment of self. Let the mind heal, and allow your random thoughts the space to move through your mind like a river allowing them final release into the metaphorical ocean.

Let the grandeur of nature console us and remind us of how inconsequential our problems may be and how small we truly are in the relatively large spectrum of life.

I think we should all try to make regular appointments to gaze up at the sky, or into a field of grass, for detachment can bring us much needed serenity, even if it is short lived. -tM

Love is in the Hair

Photography: tM | Habana, Cuba

There are so many layers to this photograph, just as there are to the relationships made in barbershops. It is a place of camaraderie, a fraternity among men and young alike who talk about life, sports, women, relationships; where advice is given and trust is earned (much like the straight razor shave).

It is a place where generational gaps are celebrated and respected. Sitting in the barber chair is a right of passage to a little boy, as you get your first "manly" haircut. It is an initiation into a place where they will learn etiquette, respect, the facts of life, and the meaning of true brotherhood.

The oldest barbershop known to this date just closed a few years ago in Italy. It was incredibly beautiful on the outside and remained untouched on the inside.

I know that there is a trend toward modern "day"  barbershop grooming as of lately, as hipsters tend to their beards, and the shops sparkle and shine in a new vintage-kind of way, which is fine, however, the old school shops where the barber is sans trend or tattoo's are quietly disappearing.

I guess at the end of the day, it is my nostalgia talking, and well, things tend and have to change, I just hope that boys everywhere will find a new place to move through that rite of passage and continue to grow  with the same sense of community elsewhere. -tM

Good Design

Photography: tM | Guggenheim, NYC

This is good design. Good design is central to a good society. When in the presence of quality design we feel differently. We behave differently. Psychologically we respond accordingly to what lays in front of our eyes. Design matters because our identities and moods are fluid and altering. Our environments change who we are, we all sense a spirit that emanates from any given object.

The more beautiful and harmonious the object or building, the more we are likely to affiliate goodness with its being. That is why good design matters, because it encourages our better sides, whereas ugly ones bring out our worst ones.

In short, good design helps us to be the best versions of ourselves. -tM

Sunshine, It's Simply a State of Mood

Artist: Joseph Albers, The Study of Homage to the Square, 1961

Did you know that our faith in ourselves, is inextricably linked to the number of photons of light in the sky and the atmospheric temperature. Heat, warmth, and sunshine, all play a critical and important role in encouraging us not to give up on things.

Beautiful weather and pretty skies release people from the burdens and sorrow of life, we forget, if only momentarily about war, disease, political unrest, and poverty. Sunshine, warm weather, blossoming flowers, children running through the park in laughter and delight are critical symbols of hope and in turn inspire us not to give up on life, as it is full of these promising and celebratory moments.

Sunny days bring with them a renewed faith and hope to our familiar problems and bring with them there own particular wisdom.

It is medicine that only the sunshine can provide; simple and necessary. -tM




A Matter of Truth

Photography: tM

Why oh why is it so difficult to say what we are truly feeling? We are so against censorship of the media, books, art, and so keen on being heard and having a voice, yet when it comes to personal matters and those of the heart we don't approach them with much of  the same conviction or courage. Why are our feelings an after thought? When did it become undesirable to be truthful to ourselves and to others?

I know all of the obvious arguments which I am not going to broach at the moment, however I would like us to really think about what benefits holding our feelings and thoughts at bay does to our wellbeing and how it continues to breed and contribute to a counterfeit culture.

What happened to being real? Our reality isn't even actuality anymore. And when is it acceptable to be truthful in this manufactured world of ours?

All I know is, and maybe it comes with age, but the risks of being authentic to myself and to others is more important to me then it ever was. I yearn for the beauty of honesty even if it can be ugly, hurtful, or uncomfortable, the beauty lays in the knowing and being able to move forward in cases such as those. Imagine all of the freedom and paths that may be revealed proceeding that/those moment(s) of candour.

My hope for us all, is that we allow our heart to speak for us more often,  that we filter and censor less when it comes to matters that are truly important to us. Yes, it requires some courage, this is not the "Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock", however the rewards are great.

It is time to slowly move away from  those moments of "I wanted to tell you one thing but instead said another, " if only for the love of oneself. Let's not fake our way through life any more then need be, authenticity is powerful and magnetic, let's embrace who we truthfully are. -tM

Hey Women, Our Day is Here!


Happy International Women's Day to all the women who continually nurture in strength, move forward in courage, love tirelessly, forge new paths for their younger sisters to take, who perceive vulnerability as fortitude, in many ways we have claimed what once was ours to begin with.

Here is to continuing not only to move forward in solidarity but to also finding peace within ourselves in beauty and in soul, let us begin with self love. -tM

The Self-Importance Portrait(s)

Photography: tM

Photography: tM

Has the selfie taken the place of the self-portrait? Up until now the self portrait has only applied to the artist, created by the artist.

It would attempt to capture the essence of the artist through use of allegory, fact, or reality meets surrealism revealing the artists self truths.  Many also painted their distorted reflections in mirrors, some focused being true to the time and world they lived in, while others like Picasso choose to exaggerate the size of his eyes, turning the tables on the viewer; reminding us that it is he who does the looking not us.

Today, everyone is "famous." The self importance of a selfie reveals as much to the viewer as a self portrait would. I believe there is more thought put into the angle, positioning, light, make-up, hand gesture, stance etc. in a selfie then most would like to admit. It is the modern day ego indulgent version of the self portrait of the artist as a(n) _____________________. You fill in the blank.

So tell me, what would your self(ie) portrait reveal about you? Remember, a picture really is worth a 1000 words, and sometimes even more. -tM


What is in a Face?

Artist: Amedeo Modigliani | Nu assis, 1918

I read an article from a sociological stand point the other day entitled "How to Love Ugly People." Yup, you read it right. I instantly laughed and then the title peaked my interest. I was curious as to what advice or perspective this article had to give.

It focused mainly on the inequality of "beautiful" people vs. "ugly" people, by facial comparisons. It also looked to art to aid in the shifting of our biases from what we find to be facial perfection in our culture currently.

Apparently, just like with art, the more we really study a painting and learn about its origins, the more we find ourselves engaged in its beauty. It suggests doing the same for individuals who have interesting facial features, hence not making them your typical handsome man or beautiful woman. The premise is that the more we study these faces, the more we will learn to discern and appreciate their attractive qualities.

Forget about being struck by someone's beauty, challenge yourself to finding someone's beauty, remain open to a face that may initially appear uninteresting. Perhaps their eyes are wise beyond their years, move past their nose, to their lips, which may be lusciously voluminous and ripe like apricots ready to be bitten into; I am paraphrasing here, but you can understand the position.

The article ends by saying that perhaps by making an effort to see the facial beauty in everyone that we could help to generate a world more apt to apply generosity and "ingenuity" to the way we read the human face.

All in all the article made good sense in finding beauty in the average day and person in general, but I suspect that most of us do this subconsciously already? I know that the more time I spend around certain people the more beautiful they become to me. I always look for the most beautiful feature on a persons face and watch it be alive. But then again, I am always in search of beauty, and it's like the article says, the more you look and study, the more you will be graced by its presence.

So let's all raise a conscious glass to finding beauty in the mundane and to "Loving Ugly People." -tM