I am missing my sister on this Valentine’s Day. The photo is from my second to last visit to her, in March of 2012. She died by the end of the month, of breast cancer. It was so hard to watch. I took her and her husband tea in bed, and this is one of the photographs that I took.
This ceiling is from the lunch room of the Sentinel Hotel, in the section that was built as a 1923 Elks’ Club. It was odd listening to lectures about congestive heart failure and urinary incontinence in surroundings of luxury, especially with the bachannalian tinge.