Memories. The Sandias near Albuquerque, New Mexico. This was one of the last pictures I made in the state before we returned to New Orleans. Originally, the picture was bright and bold. I thought that I would rework it into something a little different. I wanted to feel like I was gazing at a dream.Continue reading “Memories”

For Your Day

This is for you. Sunflowers. Bright, yellow and happy. I made this picture some years back when I lived in The Land of Enchantment, or New Mexico as some people call that fine state. I went there after Hurricane Katrina flooded my city. Well, only 80% of it. Did you ever have that feeling ofContinue reading “For Your Day”

Another Journey

“Well, it’s hard to believe. So you get up to leave. And you laugh at the door. That you heard it all before. Oh it’s so good to know. That it’s all just a show for you. ” — L.A. / Neil Young 1976 I awoke this morning with the weirdest feeling. Early this morning, the secondContinue reading “Another Journey”

Last Gas

I seem to be stuck in a western mode. That could be telling me something. Maybe a long road trip is due. But, it would be really long. I’m not going to take this trip many more times. So, I probably should make the best of it. And, just go. Of course, there are complications.Continue reading “Last Gas”

Another Day

Another day. A light filled day. I made this picture looking up through the wisps and into the sunlight. I suppose it is a hopeful kind of picture. That’s really all I have for today. Except. Heh, heh, heh. You knew this was coming. I’ve said this for years. I’m not a writer. I’m aContinue reading “Another Day”

And So It Goes

Well, that was something. Yesterday. More comments than usual. More comments expressing opinion beyond the comments of image praise. It made me smile. It should make you smile. I never intended for Storyteller to be political. But, these are strange days, indeed. John Lennon said that. Forty years ago. I suspect as 2017 rolls on, StorytellerContinue reading “And So It Goes”

Way Out West

Out there. Way out there. The road trip. The grand tour. Mostly along Route 66. In New Mexico. Or better said, by Neil Young: “Well, they say that Santa Fe is less than ninety miles away, And I got time to roll a number and rent a car. Oh, Albuquerque. I’ve been flyin’ down the road,Continue reading “Way Out West”


We’ve been watching a lot of The Walking Dead on Netflix. Does that help to explain the look and feel of this picture? I’m also been poking around my deep archives, trying to organize them in a way that everything can be found with a couple of keystrokes rather than by my own visual memoryContinue reading “Ruins”

The West

Hmmmm. I keep writing about New Mexico. If you go back to my very earliest posts here, on Storyteller, you’ll see that’s all they were about. Those posts were transferred from eBlogger. I wrote many of them when I lived in New Mexico. New Mexico? The storm. Hurricane Katrina was a big game changer for everybody.Continue reading “The West”