The latest zine just came together over the past two days. Sometimes I have to start piecing it together before I know what it’s supposed to look like, and this one was all of that. I got about 26 pages in and hit a stopping point, plenty of material left, but unable to see my…

It has been a while since I posted here. A good bit of sorting out has been happening. There are potential things outside of the zine process that have been going on, one in particular that I will write about later if and when it comes to fruition. I have been stuck in a holding…

I love the term, suchness…the feeling of it… …at peace with things as they are…life as it is.

After this past weekend, and the past three weeks or so for that matter, my photography seems a bit up in the air as to where it’s going. I have a new big supporter and fan in Jeff Goldstein, who wants to make some things happen, a show or exhibit somewhere for starters. He is…

Took these at the Jeffrey Goldstein collection exhibit of Vivian Maier, as well as some other local artists. The exhibit is at The Fruit in Durham, today from 1:00 until 6:00, last day. My two photos at the upper right. My zines featured in the case. Wonderful exhibit, get there if you can. Cheers!

running through not as methoughts words emotionsa hose hosing

it’s all playtimeexperience and expressjoy is in you

Some people reading this will not be able to identify, or there will be no resonance with the sense feltness of what appears to me. What I have come to realize is that the only truth is big C consciousness. All that is experienced within this consciousness is just seemingly going on. Nothing in this…

I have been getting unexpected attention surrounding my photography lately. A couple of weeks ago at a gallery show in Durham, NC, I was introduced to Jeff Goldstein, of Vivian Maier fame. He was showing a photography wall he was curating, called the Vivian Maier Project, this in conjunction with the annual local Click Photo…

Took this photo while sitting in my car Sunday afternoon waiting for the rain to stop. While sitting there, I began to ponder the nature of my relationship with the various subscribers to the zine, mostly the ones who get theirs by mail, and what I wanted that relationship to look like going forward. The…