The Long Road to Glasgow ~ Part III The MV Belfast steamed across the Irish Sea. Ethan leaned against the railing on the starboard side of the top deck. He watched past the ship’s stern as the green hills of Ireland receded below the horizon. Then turning he saw the Coast of Scotland in the […]
The Long Road to Glasgow ~ Part II On a cloudy day in June Ethan signed off the S.S. Inchcape at the Port of Cobh, Ireland. Across the street from the docks was O’Shea’s Fish & Chips shop. Ethan was hungry and this would be his first stop on the Emerald Isle. Inside the shop […]
The Long Road to Glasgow ~ Part I He laid on the bed and gazed at a picture on the wall. A whiff of bacon hung in the air attended by quiet laughter down the hall. Clothes draped on a wooden chair, he got up to put on his pants and shirt then walked barefoot into […]
“Caminante, no hay camino…” wrote the Spanish poet. “Traveler there is no road…” Traveler, your footprints are the only road, nothing else. Traveler, there is no road; you make your own path as you walk. As you walk, you make your own road, and when you look back you see the path you will never […]
It’s been nearly 3 months since my last post. Having given it some thought I’d like to present this retrospective, a collection of cinematic narratives that I’ve created over time. In my younger years I was a professional filmmaker. Through a lot of study and hard work I became proficient at the art of telling […]
Sunday, July 28th, 2024. Up at 4AM, out the door at 4:30, driving 50 miles through God’s country to arrive an hour later at the Taos Gorge. It’s first come first serve there and I scored a prime spot to set up my show for the day. When the easels were set and the pictures […]
“Keep aware of your own career, however humble. It is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.” Max Ehrmann Life along the Rio Grande is altogether good these days. Like the big river the days flow by in nature’s grand design. Lately I find myself drawn back to an […]
Decade birthdays can be unsettling. This first occurred on my 30th birthday, and I found my 40th, 50th, 60th & 70th to also be perplexing. Each new decade was like leaving my country and emigrating to another land, a land I knew nothing about. But then at 31, 41, 51, 61 & 71, it was […]
On the road in the Middle East, traveling with friends Jim and Paul, we stopped one afternoon in the town of Dera’a, Syria. We were all hungry and found a street vendor who made felafel sandwiches. The grizzled old fellow who sold us the food spoke perfect English. He told us of his youth in […]
It’s been a while since I posted Part II of “Chiapas”. Like everything I’ve ever written, ‘Chiapas ~ Part III’ has a life of it’s own and will post when it has fully revealed itself to me. I take solace with the notion that maybe one day many years from now there’ll be those who […]