Wednesday, June 6, 2012


John James Audubon looks like a bird.

I came to this realization when I purchased a nice 1949 copy of "Birds of America." My obsession with Audubon started when I was a child; my grandmother had an old Octavio set of Audubon books on her shelf. I would leaf through the pages studying the images with sheer delight. The colors and motion that Audubon gave each winged creature really represents the romantic art period of his day. Looking at his portrait now, I see the stark resemblance he has with one of the parakeets he so fondly drew. I wonder if the artist who created this particular portrait deliberately made Audubon to look like one of his feathered friends?

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Monday, May 28, 2012


If Herzog wrote a letter to a woman he employs to clean his house, it would go as follows...

Saturday, March 3, 2012

From the Philadelphia International Flower Show.

Sunday, February 26, 2012


Monday, February 20, 2012

CA Conrad

From the wonderful Philly poet CA Conrad's the Book of Frank:

"this is your
captain" Frank says from the cockpit

"all passengers wishing to bail out
any time during our flight


I have shredded the parachutes to confetti
in celebration of our arrival."

And also:

in the the Laundromat
Frank found
for a cocoon
dropped from a

"I must
try this at
ONCE! I must
try this at
ONCE!" he

CA Conrad's poems are always amusing and often grotesque. I will share the former and let you find the latter yourself.

Sunday, February 12, 2012

Egypt - Cairo Market

The Kahn al Khalili in the heart of Cairo is one of the oldest continuous marketplaces in the world. It was great to be there; to see and smell the spices that have been sold there for hundreds, even thousands of years.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Two more pictures from Maine. The first is of Shirley, Me, a small town located near Greenville at the bottom of Moosehead Lake. The second is of Sunkhaze National Wildlife Refuge, located only miles from where Rachel and I used to live in Milford, ME.

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Ever wondered what the engine of a steam train looks like?

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

He stands keeping vigil outside a small stone chapel on the property of Daylesford Abbey in Paoli, PA. St. Francis always reminds me of our intimate connection to all that surrounds us, how we are made up of the same "stuff" that composes everything on this earth. Here, this statue lingers, weathered and becoming part of the environs, as a reminder to me that I am very much like the weathered stone; I too am growing with ivy and moss, and intimately a part of this world.