My best buddy at http://thezephyrsong.blogspot.com/ has got a cool blog name. In asking him about its origin, he told me about this rather sweet song.

The Zephyr Song by Red Hot Chilli Peppers:

Can I get your hand to write on
Just a piece of lead to bite on
What am I to fly my kite on
Do you want to flash your light on
Take a look it’s on display - for you
Coming down no not today

Did you meet your fortune teller
Get it off with no propeller
Do it up it’s always stellar
What a way to finally smell her
Pick it up it’s not to strong - for you
Take a piece and pass it on

Fly away on my zephyr
I feel it more then ever
And in this perfect weather
We’ll find a place together

Fly on my wing
Riddlin on liberator
Find a way to be a skater
Rev it up to levitator
Super mainly aviator
Take a look it’s on display - for you
Coming down no not today
Fly away on my zephyr

I feel it more then ever
And in this perfect weather
We’ll find a place together
In the water where the scent of my emotion
All the world will pass me by
Fly away on my zephyr
We’ll find a place together

Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa - do you
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa - won’t you
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Fly away on my zephyr

I feel it more then ever
And in this perfect weather
We’ll find a place together
In the water where the scent of my emotion
All the world will pass me by
Fly away on my zephyr
We’re gonna live forever
Forever

I am fascinated with moving pictures. I like the way the camera probes, seeks, displays. How it moves sensually, voyeuristically into realms and lives. I am amazed by how its gives away people: simple gestures and words and sighs. Is it because I am more interested in witnessing another person’s life, her story or her troubles? Am I, in other words, seeking to escape into these worlds as countless sociologists tell me? Or am I simply the awestruck kid at a magic show? Perhaps so! For am I not amazed and awed and mesmerised by the stories these pictures tell me? I am! Painfully so! For I also want to unearth the source of the magic. I am the kid who wants to ride that tall ferris wheel but am afraid of going up and down those heights. But oh what beauty will I see when I am at its very top?