Of: Gastronomy and Monks

10

The dunes proved especially difficult to escape. 

Sand rolled quickly from under my feet. It was a subtle reminder of what just fell through my grasp. I arrived at the top of a warped wooden staircase and was greeted by a beautiful stranger. She asked me to photograph the sunrise and send it to her. When I turned toward the ocean, I saw that light from our sun (90 million miles, away) had commuted with earth’s atmosphere into colorful patterns across the sky.

The world is your sun.
I sent this photograph.
There was something here more real than we could ever imagine. At that very instance, I decided to push with unrelenting desire from every fiber in my body.

This is a journal about food and our immutable relationship.

Matthew Sanchez

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s