Photo-Mythology

I am quite in love with the scale and texture of this shot.

I saw this at a flea market, and couldn't believe my eyes.

A small part of Yellowstone's vast 2,000,000+ acres Majestic is the only word to describe this place. It gives me a sense of peace amid the turmoil of our current political world.

A Quiet Early March Afternoon This was literally the end of the road.  The pile of snow at left is where the snowplows stopped plowing

grand central terminal is still a grand old lady. she looks better with every passing decade of my life.

And I'm at the beach

I didn't really look at the art. I looked at the city

My Fire Island Desk It's a little small and a little old fashioned

American Gothic 21st Century Style. Click on link below The New American Gothic

My focus on my own little life here at the beach seems to me to be a bit obscene.  The social networks that are formed in the world, not online, seem to be crumbling before my very eyes. In Africa, Asia, Europe, and our own USA.  I feel as though the world is perched on a shaky precipice that is being undermined by violence and hate.  I feel as though I have been here before in the 1950s, 1960s, and 1970s, and in the years since 9/11/2001.  Each time things seemed to resolve themselves into a new normal that felt somewhat safe.  And yet, here we are again.  If this has been the Arab spring that GWB spoke of, I liked the winter better.  When I hear Donald Trump make his stump speeches about "Make America Great Again," I am hearing George Wallace and Richard Nixon using the same coded racist speech. I am hearing the Know Nothing Party and other nativist saying "Whites Only." I am hearing "Christians Only." I am hearing "Dogs, Jews, Muslims, Hispanics, P

Freckles Wrinkles One Eye Bigger than the Other Hair (albeit white) in Odd Places Still Smiling Early Morning at the Beach

Learning new things with Photoshop is a productive way to spend the afternoon.  I wish I'd brought a Photoshop manual with me because certain things I've learned and used in the past now elude me. Next week I'll be 67 and so I can't help but wonder if this is the beginning of dementia.

There are sharks in the pool

I have started a new album using my panono camera What I Did On My Summer Vacation

Sometimes I feel like hiding But I won't You cannot hide from yourself

Back Deck My House 360 Degree Photo

At the Bay Beach before the season: At the bay beach with my Panono

Go to the link below to see the results on the Panono Website My roof top in Manhattan

The Day Lilies bloomed overnight