Bruxelles

So… with a dream to satisfy and a former life to forget, here I am, moving to Brussels. Like a raven lost, alone in the trees, sometimes I feel out of sorts. As if I were poised like a big bird by the lagoon, I can see the ripples and hints of what’s coming ahead.…

On a walk…

I’m going for a walk. My eyes are open. The crisp air is satisfying. Somewhere, smack dab in the middle of the south of France, there exists a small village (see below) that has been a second home to me for over 20 years. When I first stepped foot in Aigremont, there were but 300…

NYC

Tip of This (NYC)* Somewhere, there exists this high-pitched, pin-tip, that poses, perpetually prompting pic-snapping (& otherwise pondering) in occasional moments of clarity or commonsense by every alien that leans through open windows (or braces on teetering fire-escapes) with a “decent view”.  *Does anyone out there know this building (above) ? –> NYC somewhere near Canal and Mulberry (Little Italy-ish). Randomly saw it through a distant window. Here’s another pic (below) from the same window…

The Jersey Shore

In another country, on someone else’s land, transcendantal, the gold shore glimmers under a heavy sun. Seagulls stand stoic amidst the waves that break with routine vigor – watching, waiting, patient. A hush of rebirth is carried forward by today’s ceaseless ocean breeze and a pair of lovers are spotted in the distance. They walk together, hand…

through the open car window

On yet another adventure, today I find myself traversing the French countryside in an ancient, red Peugeot-106. Ardently vibrating, Max as she’s called, carries us through the foothills of a vast network of Auvergne volcanoes and we dream of pulling over for a bite of “saucisse et aligot”. We push through the hunger while listing…

HOMAGE TO LUCY

Down by the shore, Lucy’s eyes are sore. Stormy seas under a gray sky trapeze roll over and under with the breeze. Birdies on a wire then fly higher and higher while tides of the moon croon a nostalgic tune and Lucy dances down at the water thinking of nothing and dying with laughter.

Glasgow at Random

Random pictures of random things taken at random in Glasgow, Scotland: A grey squirrel; he was quite photogenic! I can’t get over the vibrant colors, which are ubiquitous in this “neck of the woods,” even in dark, forbidden places. I found this stone heart hidden within a grove of trees on a walk through the…

Loch Lomond, Scotland

Despite habitually cloudy skies and an early nightfall, the Loch Lomond landscape is breathtaking. Its simplicity, its innate beauty, its wealth of diversity, are supremely enjoyable. Typical autumn colors abound in this corner of the world. They are thick, profound, abundant.

Vendange

Every year at autumm’s dawn, for centuries, grapes are harvested throughout France. The following three photos were taken in the Languedoc-Roussillon region of southern France in mid-September 2012. The grapes were plump, the sun was immense. Vine leaves burned on 50-year old stalks. Bundles of pristine fruit waiting to be crushed…

Gem Club

Gem Club – Breakers Album Lyrics 1. Twins 2. Breakers 3. Lands 4. Red Arrow (John) 5. I Heard The Party 6. Black Ships 7. Tanager 8. 252 9. In Wavelengths