My birthday eve began at Water St. Market with a large bowl of spinach artichoke dip I shared with no one, two rolls of vegetarian sushi, and a warm brownie covered with a scoop of vanilla and a candle that Kayla, Quentin, Josh, and I blew out to celebrate our birthday.
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| Santa Fe still haunts us |
We moved over to Hidden Door to celebrate with Selena and big Jenga. We were the only ones dancing in the plywood bar, and that is ok.
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| Kayla and I share scenes and a birthday. |
I spent my birthday watching the sunrise over the Gulf in Corpus Christi. After taking in the nineteenth century architecture of the homes in Heritage Park I went downtown. I've never had dukkah before, but Dianne and I stumbled upon Green Light Coffee Co. where I ate soft toasted bread covered in avocado and dukkah and it was wonderful. I also had a lavender matcha latte and it tasted like my front yard and I'm not saying that like it's a bad thing.
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| A package from home. All things made in Philly! |
A short ride to Northbeach revealed a warm rocky beach. The large grains of sand were accompanied by the tiniest white shells I've ever seen, very warm water, a dead catfish that Emily picked up two times, and seagulls that almost carried Emanuel away. As we conversed on the shore I found myself making a stage out of sand and set pieces out of shells and drift. It's been years since I've done something like this, but I found myself doing it without thinking, and I almost went somewhere. Maybe it's because when I was in elementary school I would spend my birthdays doing the same thing on the coast of the Outer Banks.
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| A 27 birthday shoot |
Some other important things:
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| Art in Texas |
The Texas leg of our tour has come to an end and the biggest take away I have is actually something I discovered a few years ago that this tour (to rural gay bars) caused me to remember: every floor can be a dance floor if you believe. Bidi bidi bom bom.
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