I spent most of my time outdoors in nature. Frequently I saw shy wild animals and beautiful scenes. So I took my old manual 35 mm camera with me whenever I could. One photo stands out to me of all of hundreds that I took. Near the end of summer break between fifth and sixth …
ENSO — Tuned to transitions, chaos, and empty pails. I am a poet. Thresholds are my doorstep and any hearth is my home. The benign the ordinary these sing a chorus with my soul. Fresh new dirt from the compost worth so much more than gold. The small starlight twinkle in my grandmother’s eye …
Clay Vessels All of our lives made of clay Our hearts, our minds, and each day. And those who love us Shape and mold us Their fingerprints remain Forever part of the vessel. #reflecting #metaphor #nikonusa #gratitude #interdependence #potter #potterywheel
The great experiment of capitalism has borne witness to many spectacular events, capabilities, and “achievements”; a scale of mass change without precedent.
When I was asked to help out the Mental Health Association of Frederick County, my mind swarmed with ideas. The first goal was to enhance the offering of their upcoming gala, the Catoctin Affair. Attended by more than 500 area residents, this black tie event has become more of an event than just a local …
I created this video commissioned by Visit Hagerstown, Washington County, Maryland as part of their tourism promotional material. I filmed all over Washington County for 15 months. Documenting authentic connections between people and the places, highlighting accessible itineraries for individuals, groups, and families while attempting to showcase the inherent beauty of the many natural areas …
Look. Look out at the water. Look, at the water. Look at The water. Look again. See? See that sound? See, That sound? See, that Sound. One hand. One hand clapping.One hand, clapping.Know the nature of your own reflection. Look. See. Know.#phone #reflection #koan #lake #smokeymirror #abstract #water #cownsgap
Every moment new, fresh, never before and never again – yet so much of it I trade for the future or squander on futile attempts to rewrite the past.
What is it that calls to you, that calls to you from within your being? What demands your attention so fiercely that you go to all lengths to avoid it? What speaks so softly, so swiftly to your soul that just listening brings you to your edge and your eyes begin to weep? This is where you should put your days efforts. This is your soulcraft!