The morning, the water ghost, and the tree…
There is no map for the places each of us go. Daily, we take steps down roads which have never been trodden; or perhaps they have simply never been charted,…
There is no map for the places each of us go. Daily, we take steps down roads which have never been trodden; or perhaps they have simply never been charted,…
Life is sweet in the belly of the beast And with her song in your heart, It can never bring you down Lost in a maze of a thousand rainy…
I know there are scores of people around the world who travel by themselves. And they give a multitude of reasons why they think solo travel is the way to…
I thoroughly enjoy being able to spend time in a place. Especially, to photograph. To work the scene, to study the situation and the way the light falls, to watch…
Photographs from an evening with good friends in Brighton, UK. Four dudes (French, Italian, Australian, American) having tea in a hotel in Brighton. No, really. All of us journalists/photographers… .…
Some might not have the stomach for it… Stay tuned… -Noah D.
“How sweet the morning air is! See how that one little cloud floats like a pink feather from some gigantic flamingo. Now the red rim of the sun pushes itself…
And here we are at the first day of the new year. If you’re curious at all, here are the most viewed pages from 2013 posts: 1. Farm fresh… (4…
Look up into the trees on a clear winter night. The light from those stars have travelled untold millions of years and unfathomable distances just to be blocked by a…
There’s a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons — That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes — Heavenly Hurt, it gives us — We can find no scar, But…
The private viewing at the Europe House (on Smith Square) of Hans Van der Meer’s new exhibition entitled “Off the Shelf.” The exhibition was great, but, as usual, it…
Round Pond, Hyde Park, London. Stay tuned… -Noah D.