My Sound of Music

The Von Trapp family was the Partridge Family of their day but without the annoying pastels and giant flowers randomly painted on walls.  A string of silver-throated talents from old to young, this family did more to further my love of singing than any other early influence.  I suspect I even subconsciously believed that the girl of my dreams would have dark lovely hair and would angelically sing and as she waited for me before dates about being sixteen going on seventeen... Read More

How do I love thee

Man is a wonder.  So full of possibility, so acutely a master of all things good and evil.  Often we gather to push together, our efforts as one more powerful than the sum of the individuals.  We chose to go to the moon, not because it was easy Read More  Read More

Duck!

Ducks seem to have a lock on a lot of things in the human world. There’s the old saying, “Be calm on the surface and paddling like the dickens underneath,” duck analogy. Then there’s the, “If it walks like a duck and quacks like a duck…,” analogy which is used to help further racial profiling and expansion of the Patriot Act. Someone who’s soon to be dead is a “dead duck”. There’s the popular schoolyard game, “Duck,... Read More

Vanilla petals melting on the ground before me

I’m glad I’m not a writer, in the professional sense. Sure, I take photos, and sure, some people might think I’m putting myself out there with my “vision of the world”, but for me, my vision(s) of the world are literally snapshots in time, not labored over, heavily edited presentations of my most deep and personal views on things. In fact, presently I’m a very Vanilla photographer, shooting for a flagship magazine of a healthcare corporation.... Read More