The Road


S o. You liked yesterday’s picture of the rain and the mountain. Very cool. I like that picture a lot, too. You agree with a lot of people on Meta platforms. Between all of you there were well over 100 responses. That’s the kind of data that helps me a lot. No, you’re not justContinue reading “The Road”

The Beginning


T he beginning. The very first time. I was traveling in New York City with a couple of friends. When we got to Times Square I started making a few pictures. One of those friends, a well thought of National Geographic photographer — a real one, not one of those who had the luck toContinue reading “The Beginning”

Bring The Donut Army


B efore I tell you about New York City and these pictures let me tell you about the headline. I was listening to a podcast. One of the presenters told a bad joke. It was along the lines of what do donuts say to people who are eating them? There are dozens of us. ThisContinue reading “Bring The Donut Army”

Road Color


Y esterday’s post was a bit bleak, but it was honest. Authentic, as we say today. We saw an example of it on Thursday night, when the January 6 Committee laid the insurrection at Trump’s feet. And, at his feet it will stay. I’m sure he’ll be hopping mad. Too bad. It was an exerciseContinue reading “Road Color”

Light


A strange thing happened to me on the way to Storyteller. I started looking at a huge amount of past work. Sure, I pass through my archives on the way to a certain picture, but I don’t usually browse around. I’m pretty efficient. This time I took a long look around. I started thinking aboutContinue reading “Light”

Into The Darkness


E verything can’t be taught, like making pictures that look like this one. It’s simple enough to do, but would you? It’s one of my classic drive by, or better yet, a drive through picture. I used to do this a lot but I think that my hand – eye coordination is lacking a littleContinue reading “Into The Darkness”

All I Want


G reen Streetcars. They travel from Canal Street, along St. Charles Avenue, making a turn on Carrolton where they come to their terminus after about a mile or so. Many local people use them to commute to work, to shop, to visit friends, and to go to appointments. It’s real live public transportation just likeContinue reading “All I Want”

Almost Home


T he road. It may come soon enough. Oh, I’m not thinking about traveling for work. There is no work. I just need to be away from this place for a while. Or, forever. I’m going talk about Portia, my friend who was murdered a couple of days ago. But, first, a little bit aboutContinue reading “Almost Home”

Further In


Memorial Day. If you’ve been around for a while you know what I think. There is no “Happy” to Memorial Day. There are only thoughts of those who never made it home. Those who paid the ultimate price. For freedom. For your hot dog. For your hamburg. Generally, I feel guilty. Instead of a flagContinue reading “Further In”