confessions of a reformed tourist
I’ve been analog for four whole days. Four. Whole. Days. Weird at first, but then I got over myself and it actually felt pretty good. And it’s going to be the norm for the next couple of months or so. Some big things are in the works. I’m taking a class, self-publishing a little book [...]
Because someone expressed concerned regarding the girliness of Bean’s curls in the video I posted the other day. That video is over a year old. At the time the child was a few months shy of his third birthday and had never, not even once, had a haircut. That plus the moisture and warmth of [...]
In Grenada we lived right over Westerhall Bay. I must have spent thousands of hours sitting out there on the verandah, reading, writing, talking to my mom, playing with my son or just sitting quietly, gazing at the mountains and soaking up the astonishing shades of green. This photo speaks to me… It says peace, home, [...]
One might decide to focus on the damage. Conclude this house failed to weather the storm. I choose to focus on the fact that it’s still standing. Unconquered. * Hurricane Ivan hit Grenada in 2004. 90% of the buildings on the island lost their roofs. By 2008 most had been repaired or rebuilt, but some, [...]
This photo of my mother was taken in 1970. She was a year out of college and teaching biology at Cathedral High School in New York City. She was born and raised in South Bend, Indiana. Living in Manhattan was an enormous challenge for her. That first winter, she tells me, she got herself a [...]
I remember thinking to myself as I took this, I’m never ever going to capture the way the sky actually looks. Or how bright the sun is. And I didn’t. But the photo is useful in spite of its limitations, because it helps me remember. (Click here for a much larger version of the image.)
Women Who Run With the Wolves (Clarissa Pinkola Estes) was published in 1992 and my mom got it right away, which means I was 15 when I first read it. Which explains a lot about me and my particular brand of weird. I’m won’t even attempt here to distill the book into something neat and [...]
I dug up the original photo that I cropped into the Haile Selassie/Marcus Garvey header image. Looks different in context, doesn’t it? I’m not positive but I’m pretty sure that the gentleman in the lower center is Maurice Bishop.
This is one of my header images. The gentleman in the middle is Emperor Haile Selassie and to his right is Marcus Garvey. “Haile Selassie” is not the name he was given at birth, but rather a name that he adopted when he assumed the throne of Ethiopia. It means “Power of the Trinity”. His [...]
