So It Goes

The question that haunts such romantic leaps, of course, is whether they are readable (understandable) by a general public.  And there is no rule.  Perhaps art resides – uncomfortably – somewhere between incomprehensibility and cliche. I’ve got a lot going on these, a number or projects and ambitions keeping me busy.  But I am still… More So It Goes

Along I70

I can’t tell a lie, it was a tough morning for me.  I felt like my whole world was caving in. I figured the best thing I could do was make photographs.  And that turned out to be a good thing. Around 7:30 or 8 in the morning, I went to the intersection of I70… More Along I70

Down by the River

I had a conversation with a friend of my last night that I wish I had a long time ago. It’s worth saying something more about this friend, as he really is a unique and interesting man. He was born and raised on a Native American reservation in Arizona.  I would characterize him a deeply… More Down by the River