Otherwise known as, “Date Night!”
Las Noches De Las Luminarias is something the Desert Botanical Garden does every year, although Ben and I hadn’t been since 2009. This year we decided to eschew exchanging gifts (we both have everything we want or need materially at the moment), but decided to make Luminarias a shared gift. (We’re also returning in March to capture the ongoing Chihuly exhibition at “golden hour.”)
I just got a new phone, and figured this would be an excellent opportunity to put its camera to the test. It didn’t disappoint.
Temporal asphyxiation has been the dark ill of recent years. Inadequacy, anxiety and panic pervade existence. And existence is condemned to fear of the moment to come—a moment has already melted away even as it looms over us. It’s not only that we are unable to stop: we are also incapable of dwelling in a time where we no longer find any shelter. Every moment is now uninhabitable.
