The week begins, not unlike the last.
(13 years have passed. Have things improved? Is the world safer? Will atrocities like 9/11 happen again? To live in times of peace is the greatest luxury and taking it
August 28 2007 is a day I will never forget. I became a father on that day to a beautiful little girl we called Sumi-Anna. Sumi is Korean and Anna,
These two elegantly dressed ladies standing in the rain engrossed in conversation got my attention immediately. Intriguing to think what their story is. I got two shots of them. The
Here are a few recent iPhone images of mine that I feel capture emotion and mood.
When I was a child in school the teacher told us the world was not flat, that it was round. I had never thought of the world having shape. He
When I was little my mother would stand on our doorstep and watch me walk down the hill on my way to school. My schoolbag was made of old, brown
this noise behind has the glass vibrating the dust in the sunlight dancing but it quietens a shadow glides past and has me frightened no words i heard have me
a clippety clop it goes this nagging knowingness a drip-dropping aloneness a still-of-night remoteness a head-flopping heaviness this nagging knowingness a shrunken world below us a carved-out hollowness within us
A breeze approached. Its breath I felt caress me. It had a song. A melody not unheard before. My hair aroused; it began to dance. I watched it