Curiosity
I wonder what tomorrow will bring? We first met in 1972 in San Francisco, and he was one of my bosses, and I was young and naive. I thought he was a little pompous and did not pay all that much attention to Ron. I knew that Mr. Howell, or Warren, was the one to […]
When I was about fifteen my parents sent me to Berlin for a month during the summer. My father wanted me to learn more about cameras and photographic equipment and practice more German. My mother thought it would be nice for me to be away and have more freedom and perhaps meet some people my
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How can one feel anxiety about printing an image? About hanging it up? Such a small thing, and yet, I felt nervous, I felt all kinds of thoughts going through my head. At the same time I had this anger or frustration against my neighbor because it appears that no one cares. Cares about what
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Photo by Xena Goldman When an innocent person is murdered, we all die a little. Any decent human being must feel part of a universal guilt and shame, when watching the video of George Floyd’s murder, if we do not we are then part of the cause of it. His murder was an act of such