The Day After

On my day off, the day we call Black Friday in the U.S., rather than spending my time at the mall, at work, or writing at home, I spent it babysitting my favorite 2 and almost-5 year old. It was just me, the kids, and my little Fujifilm X20. I have to say, it did…

La Luz en el Oeste

I decided to post my Weekly Photo Challenge here, because … reasons. This week’s challenge is Light. This shot is shortly after sunrise in northeast Albuquerque, New Mexico, looking west toward Arizona.

Influences: Weegee

Weegee (12 June 12 1899 – 26 December 26 1968) was born Ascher (Usher) Fellig in what is now Zolochiv, Ukraine. He spent his career as a photographer and a photojournalist, famously working in New York’s Lower East Side in Manhattan during the 1920s and 1930s. His style was stark and raw black and white,…

Perfectly Imperfect

This is photograph of my niece. While the rest of America is either recovering from a food coma or fighting crowds at the local mall (so that they can buy grandma that ugly robe that was marked down from $100 to the $40 the retailer had always planned to sell it for) I will be…

re.volution: embracing the dragon within

I find myself in an uncomfortable transition period as a writer. Since 2009, when I started writing fiction in earnest, I’ve found that I have two distinct writing styles. There is my poetic style, which is in fact two styles in itself, and my prose style. While there were times I interspersed the two, for…

Wings, Lions, Angels

I was thinking about lions and dragons, due to a poem by my favorite poet and best friend. It reminded me of my 2nd book, Awakening — specifically one chapter wherein the protagonist, Charlie a 13-year-old genius kid, first discovers his lion heart in the land of dreams. I’ll post it here, because it’s long,…

Secret Tears

This woman is crying. You may not be able to tell, because at this point, she was weeping only on the inside. It is an invasion, taking a photo when someone is in pain, and I generally try not to post them. However, if I edit what I see, then I serve no purpose as…

Reworking the Past

The past is meant to be buried. Digging through the rubbish bin of past memories stirs up not only crap best left forgotten, it opens energies beyond us that we once thought closed. As an example, take Emprise, a book I wrote 2 years ago when I was in the process of healing from a…

It’s a “Me” World, After All

At the encouragement of mi esposa my lady love, I decided to open this blog to the public. I have a blog of my writing, which focuses on sharing content, and I have a photography blog that is mostly a portfolio of my work. However, there is more to being an artist than the art.…

Beyond the Shot

With street photography, there’s always more than just the photograph. Certainly, for photographers like me, the initial objective is to create art. But street shooters are also historians and social commentators. We aim to leave a mark on the viewer’s heart as well. In the photo above, for instance, there is a visual context. The…