As things are and will always be…
The White County Fair… . . . . . . . . I write a post from the White County Fair with no words… because… there are no words. Only…
The White County Fair… . . . . . . . . I write a post from the White County Fair with no words… because… there are no words. Only…
There are moments when I just can’t sit in a room anymore working on a computer, writing in a notebook, being introspective and inverted… …I must get out and shoot…
If you cover many international “incidents” – and I’ve only covered a few – but there seems to be one major thing in common. Its almost possible to boil it…
And then to Santiago de Cuba. Alright, I’ll go ahead and say it. I really adore this place. Correction: I adore the people in this place. The countryside is more…
Before I could even get out in the multi-inch snowfall we had last night, it was all gone. The day was cold. Some sidewalks compacted with icy slush. Stay tuned.…
You just never know what you’ll find… Starts the day at the West Side Diner. A lot like the Manhattan Cafe that I frequent on the Upper West Side for…
When your day starts off in a tiny cafe south of Washington Square with a nice Americano being stared at by a half-blind dog… …how else would you WANT to…
All those “I heart NY” shirts, Halal carts, pervasive taxi’s, sky scrapers, and Times Square. Wall Street. All things New York. But after you’ve been here a few times, you…
Quiet moments. I interrupt them with a soft click of a shutter. In places like this, the power transformers hum incessantly while the impossibly quiet crackle of a heavy draw…
“Come in from the cold for a while, Everything will be alright. Don’t worry about it all, little mind. The weight of the world will rest alright. Come along, now,…
Sometimes, it never hurts to remember that sometimes this… …is as much “Americana” as hotdogs, Thanksgiving and motorcycle rallies. Remember that the people in the retail stores you are dealing…
A suiting image, I guess. This morning, I looked at my schedule and saw three things. I thought, “Oh, not so bad for Friday of Homecoming!” By 1pm I had…