Handmade Collages, Snapshots and Related Ephemera. Friday, August 23, 2013. Saturday, August 3, 2013. Saturday, July 27, 2013. Tuesday, July 2, 2013. Avery and myself at Detroit airport, waiting out a delay. Sunday, May 26, 2013.

Here are a handful of images from my travels overseas to Spain. I was attending a a residency of sorts working on a handful of projects and recharging my creative vessel under the glorious Sun. I wanted to atleast post some images on my neglected blog. more on this and other gifts soon. Unwavering Samsara - Time to Awake. What am I most longing for? My demo .

In 1912, four-year-old Bobby Dunbar. The son of an upper middle-class Louisiana family, went missing in the swamps. Eight months later, he was miraculously found in the company of a wandering piano-tuner, William Walters, who was arrested and tried for kidnapping. But when a destitute single mother came forward to claim the boy as her son, not Bobby Dunbar, the case exploded.

Books, publishing, and the long, winding road. Wednesday, March 18, 2015. A few hours after I got home from that trip I wrote a report to my colleagues about what I had seen and experienced. I remember sitting down at my computer and the words and memories just flowed out of me. I know there were many photos taken by professionals, most much sooner after the event.

This is a page-turner about love, culture, family.

Monday, August 18, 2014. Even as a 7-year-old child who watched the sun setting on the island of Samos. In Greece, as an old man guided his donkey across the pebble beach. Even then, the beauty of that moment was not lost on me- that image is imprinted in my memory. I visit it often, and I see it now. It was striking! Architecture can be an exquisite metaphor- th.