27 February 2006


Who heals the healers? My lover asked me this yesterday. Others have asked me this over the last couple of years. I could only shrug. To begin with, nobody can heal anybody else, so the term healer is inherently misleading. That said, I should know better, shouldn't I? The truth is I've been sad and I've been sick and that's why you haven't seen or heard from me for a while. Being a Reiki Master doesn't make me any wiser, it just means I have an extra few years of practice in a particular discipline. Right now I am re-building my foundation, the stability of which was lost along with my day job. Things have to run their course. I must mourn my great aunt and experience my renewed grieving for my father. Even this cold/flu I have must run its course. It doesn't matter that I know I made myself ill by needing an excuse to lay in bed. I guess what I'm trying to say is I'm fine. I'm just taking some time to gather my thoughts and my strength. I've been getting my home in order and digging through my negatives. I've been finding some fun stuff to put up on my website (jtobon.com...coming soon!). I even found my Jeff Buckley pics--- yay! I am truly blessed to have so many people that care about me. I'm sorry I've been such a recluse, but it's part of the process. Thanks to those of you who have written to inquire how I'm doing.

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14 February 2006

V.D. Objector

I hate this so-called holiday. You feel like an asshole if you don't have somebody, you feel like an asshole if you do have somebody and don't deliver the way "they" say you should. Every time I'm actually with somebody on this date I warn them: I don't do it and... no really I don't and I hate surprises. A few ex's have gotten some nasty surprises of their own when they thought I was being coy--- losing deposits on fancy wine and reservations for expensive meals and such. I did warn them. For me it's all about the every day---the little things a lover does that show he's paid attention or things that seem trivial to him, but he does them anyway because he knows they mean a lot to me. Anyway, as if it weren't a depressing enough "holiday", I found out today that my great-aunt Ofelia, a wonderful and sweet lady, died. And that is why I don't do holidays.

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06 February 2006

Bowl cut

Today would have been my father's 76th birthday. Here's a photo of his last, his 72nd--- only a month and a half before he died.

and here we are during happier times...

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05 February 2006

Multidimensional photographer

Some more samples of my work. This is more commercial stuff. The photos are mine and the design is by lloyd|maris advertising inc. (copyright 2005, lloyd|maris advertising, inc.)

The still-life below ran in The Oregonian and in Portland Monthly.

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01 February 2006

Unemployed layabout

I did it. I quit my soul-sucking job in advertising. I tried, I really did. The term "square peg" comes to mind, though. I don't dislike all aspects of it. I learned invaluable things about PR and marketing strategy and many other useful things. Things I actually enjoy doing.

So now the real test.

What do I do with it all? In an ideal world I'd support myself solely on photography and supplement with Reiki.

Joder! Soy Paisa* o soy Paisa? In Colombia they say "Paisa no se bara" or something like that. Basically that means I get to begin building my ideal world, brick by brick, single-handedly. I think here in the states they call it stubborness. (See prime example of said condition below)

*a Paisa is somebody born in the department of Antioquia, i.e. Medellin.

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