TRANSPORTATION HEADACHES: A Photographic Essay
AT THE EARLY MORNING MARKET IN JAIPUR, INDIA THE WOMEN DO ALL THE HEAVY LIFTING.
AT THE EARLY MORNING MARKET IN JAIPUR, INDIA THE WOMEN DO ALL THE HEAVY LIFTING.
IN INDIA THE CLOTHESLINE IS UBIQUITOUS, A PART OF THE LOCAL LANDSCAPE THAT PROVIDES INSIGHT INTO PEOPLE'S LIVES. IN URBAN SETTINGS ONE CAN SEE CLOTHES DANGLING FROM STRANDS OF WIRE HUNG FROM ONE WINDOW TO ANOTHER. EVEN ON THE SIDES OF BUILDINGS. OR DRAPED OVER BICYCLES. LOOKING FOR A LITTLE
With Covid out of control and travel restrictions in place, 2021 could be described as boring. And yes, it might have been if I didn't ride a bicycle or travel to Los Angeles, and take a six week cross country road trip with Bruce. Riding
What we wouldn't give to be hugging you right now. Instead we are pretty much confined to our house since our county just went on a second lock down that extends until mid-January 2021. When it gets lifted will depend on medical statistics over which
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I am honored that two of my images from Iran, including "The Lady in Pink" (seen below on the invitation) were selected by Jurors Ron Herman and Mamen Saura to be in the exhibit The Corrective Lens at Foothill College in Los Altos, California from
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Dear Friends, I apologize for the earlier error. I'm just learning how to post the stories I publish on Medium.Com to my blog on my website. It seems I can only do it by pasting a link on which you must click. (see link below) I
Dear friends, I wrote this article as a way to develop a talk so that I can help my photographer friends think about ways to take pictures of strangers. I published it on Medium.com and to my surprise it was selected and "curated" by the
I did it again in Colombia. I wormed my way into someone's home, but the cats made me do it. They were in a doorway staking their ground. After they scurried off, curiosity led me through the doorway as I followed two more cats into a