A woman’s fingers reach toward my face and smear a red vertical stripe from my hairline to eyebrows. I look up into her eyes and she presses her palms together. I return the greeting, but apparently a… more →
philosophoebemediaist wrote 1 year ago: A woman’s fingers reach toward my face and smear a red vertical stripe from my hairline to eyebrows. … more →
mediaist wrote 1 year ago: Stretching out in all directions are fields of paddy, paddy, paddy. In California when I commuted fr … more →
mediaist wrote 1 year ago: I have few memories of being six. In kindergarten and first grade I sat on colored carpet squares. I … more →
mediaist wrote 1 year ago: Embers glowed orange and vermilion below the heavy bottomed karahi. Spices sizzled and smoked, filli … more →
mediaist wrote 1 year ago: Baglung is a hillside town, huddled at the base of the Himalayan foothills. After meeting with Mahes … more →
mediaist wrote 1 year ago: Bandhas are almost as frequent as rains in monsoon season, and are certainly more crippling to Nepal … more →
mediaist wrote 1 year ago: Dichotomy is the word of the day. While staying lakeside, the most expensive and touristy part of to … more →
mediaist wrote 1 year ago: Traveling from Kathmandu to Pokhara was exceptionally beautiful, and restored my vision that environ … more →
mediaist wrote 1 year ago: Kathmandu is a city without an urban forest. The few trees lining the streets or stuck randomly into … more →
mediaist wrote 1 year ago: The three P’s of Nepal, poverty, politics, and pollution, are apparently constant themes of my … more →
mediaist wrote 1 year ago: A colorful wave of women all stand together, in line, young and old’s shoulders pressing against one … more →
mediaist wrote 1 year ago: Nepal is on their own calendar, so today isn’t actually June 8th, 2008. In Nepali time it … more →