I was probably the only kid whose favorite ride at Disneyland was It’s a Small World. It’s nobody’s favorite, but I loved it; the different costumes and languages and the idea of world peace through irritatingly catchy,… Continue reading
“You’re sailing softly through the sun, in a broken stone age dawn, You fly so high, I get a strange magic…” -Strange Magic, ELO I was recently given a rare and fortunate treat.… Continue reading
I cannot recall when I felt like this, It’s been a long old time, if I ever did So if I act strange, I’m hoping you’ll forgive, I’ve got your light in my… Continue reading
Notes from alongside the Salmon River… “…who shall measure the heat and violence of a poet’s heart when caught and tangled in a woman’s body?” – Virginia Woolf Virginia Woolf posited that a… Continue reading
Note from somewhere on Highway 101… So, with my year’s project done way ahead of schedule, I have to ask myself, what now? What new rabbit do I pull out of the hat?… Continue reading
“Your first 10,000 photographs are your worst” Henri Cartier-Bresson I got my first camera when I was 7 years old. I took my first photography class when I was 16. I’m dancing ever closer… Continue reading
Nature abhors a straight line. I had originally planned a trip into the Alvord Desert in far southeast Oregon to gather the last bit of material for Cantrip and Loveletter. However, impassable roads… Continue reading
What a difference twenty years can make. While sifting through the photo files for a talk I was planning on Tibet, I was struck by how far I’ve come in all this time.… Continue reading
I don’t think I look anything like a goat, but I certainly began to feel like one this weekend. Taking advantage of the sunshiny day, I rode off to one of my favorite watering… Continue reading
And just as the sun must keep on seeking the west, everything you love, will always be leaving… Notes from the last day of March, 2014, somewhere along Highway 14, Washington: It should… Continue reading
