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a walking lunch
I don’t know what this gentleman was eating for lunch. But I am positive that it was delicious. I mean…this was in Sicily, where everything was delicious.
La Vucciria
Palermo, Sicily
photographed 8.30.2022
sometimes there are too many contrasts
There was a lot going on here.
It was the first night of my long-anticipated, often-delayed trip to Cuba. I was trying to settle in to what I was seeing and feeling. The contrasts (in both of those things) left me feeling unsettled, and it was a feeling that stayed with me the whole I time I was there.
Av. Bélgica
Havana, Cuba
photographed 11.5.2023
the damage and the dying done
We only had a very short time to visit this cemetery; a whole day wouldn’t have been enough. I had to hurry…and fell into the trap of being so busy taking pictures that I failed to slow down and take in the feeling of the place, to really SEE what was there. (For this, I have no excuse: a have a tattoo on my wrist that says, “Take time to see.” I didn’t even take time to read my own ink.)
But anyway, here’s a mausoleum with a reflection.
And, because I was in a mood when I wrote this, I threw in a Bruce Cockburn line – the damage and the dying done – because I felt like it. (It’s from a beautiful spoken word piece “The Charity of Night.”)
Necrópolis Cristóbal Colón
Havana, Cuba
photographed 11.11.2022
dog/frame
Sometimes the line between a brilliant photographic capture and a thing that *almost* worked is thin. Other times the dog’s front feet are off the ground and that makes the photographer laugh (even though she’s not particularly a dog person most of the time) and decide to post it anyway.
Havana, Cuba
photographed 11.11.2022
to see the face of god
Do you see it? Do you see the face on that cross?
St. Paul Evangelical Lutheran Church
Oxford, Texas
photographed 2.19.2023
One Day | One Image 