It was really HOT in LA this past weekend! I’m talking about that melt the soles of your favorite sneakers kinda heat. Oh…and I can’t forget the Florida Everglades, sweat dripping from your upper lip type of humidity that came along just for the helluvit. Yeah…we don’t see that kind of extreme combination too much […]Read more "Finding Shade"
Could we but draw back the curtainsThat surround each other’s lives,See the naked heart and spirit,Know what spur the action gives,Often we should find it better,Purer than we judged we should,We should love each other better,If we only understood…” If We Understood – Anonymous Over the past few years, while exploring downtown LA , I’ve […]Read more "Praying to an (In)Different God"
Ok. I should first admit that I’m late…Yeah… very late with this post. It’s halfway through the month, more than halfway to Thanksgiving, and potentially most of the way to being irrelevant. What can I say…life got in the way, but I really wanted to share a few images from this year’s Dia de Los […]Read more "Dia de Los Muertos…the Late Edition"
“It is unthinkable to allow complete strangers, whether individually or collectively as state legislators or others in government, to make such personal decisions for someone else.” Sarah Weddington As a photographer, how do you capture the message, passion, & determination of people united to make their voices heard? That was the question that I faced […]Read more "Her Body, Her Choice – Women’s Reproductive Rights Rally"
“…Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no […]Read more "Photographic Therapy"
Charcoal Sun Standing in the light of a charcoal sunIrradiated and consumed by dark particlesThrough haze, I can barely seeI shield my eyes from the lightMy hands burnMy clothes are worn awayMy skin is raw There is no shade R. FosterRead more "In the Light of a Charcoal Sun"