What do you do when one day you wake up and feel like a stranger in your own life? Things seem familiar, the couch, the dogs, the kitchen utensils, the reflection in the mirror (vaguely), the people in your life… but the whole just does not seem to be what you might have though it […]

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slummering flamingkling fladingles klipperan dribbleres druminpler an est thisening that dink                        mmmmmm flop cometh rinering runneren so droloth of blubbering fullnemess frothing with blopsun your petals flicker flittering flimsily in the breathering gush wind meu pup poo pooo pooooo it all is i am […]

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One of my favorite quotes from Joseph Campbell: The mystic swims in the water where the common man drowns.                                                                         […]

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At the core of any Art practice there is a hard kernel of mysticism. An ineffable and irreducible something. It is inscrutable to logic and words. This “thing” is implied (and not a thing at all), but not grasped, by ideas like: gestalt, nous, and the apeiron. That “thing”  is both irrational, and the source […]

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Every now and again it is a worthwhile exercise to ask oneself: what is it that I am doing? I’ve recently been through a few life altering experiences, and now, freshly disembarked on these new shores it behoves me to ask: WHAT IS IT THAT I AM DOING? Before embarking on any expository excursion of […]

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The Heir Apparent declared Mr. William Coachman Huber, when he got to see his first grand-daughter via his iPad. Rumi Huber was two days old when Bill got to “meet” her. Here are some picture of “the heir” at one week two days of age, with her mother, bathing together in Calendula flower petals from our […]

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I was having, as I so often do, a dialogue with X (a real person, whom I know), on my way home from work today. n – so what do you do? on weekdays, after work? Do you manage to do anything with your family, your partner, your children? x – most night, not really. […]

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It might seem easy, but it is elusive enough that – I  believe – many (if not most) people never get to this point. The point at which you ask yourself “Why? Why are we doing this? Why am I doing … any … of this?” Asking, like that, asking why in that open and […]

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  I married this woman. Or should I say, she married me. That reminds me a bit of the action/reaction of forces in the universe as described by physics (there is no action, then reaction – they exist simultaneously). We found, were found, by one another, like a spark finding gunpowder. In a flash, a […]

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One “morning”, in the early afternoon on a Saturday, enjoying breakfast (and photographs) in bed. Some might say lazily, we say lushly. Time, beloved company, and joy, are the ambrosia of life.

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twixt the closest of two points a cavernous maw stretches seemingly without end Zeno would be proud the tortoise – crossing that gap proves it is neither infinite nor empty too much like physicist’s void so teeming with things each of them nothing a post then another post and life’s swells gale upon wave slide […]

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  CER, Leblon. Rio de Janeiro. January 19th Bill has been doing progressively better. Today the day started with a question mark: does Bill have kidney failure? The blood tests that have been conducted every morning, and which have shown Bill’s creatinine levels steadily dropping, retreating from what appeared to be the sure road to […]

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Day two in Rio de Janeiro, day two in the hospital. I landed at 10:30 am yesterday. Went first to Tavares Bastos to drop off the luggage, then headed to the CER Leblon (Coordenação de Emergencias Regionais). Dad was moved here this past Tuesday, after a day of being taken to specialists, and eventually sent back […]

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As I said in another post, the story is not over. On December 3rd, if memory serves, my father left home in the morning, saying only that he was going to go run some errands and then have lunch with someone. As it turns out, he had not had breakfast, opting instead for his customary […]

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Tio GH, Hopefully this will be my final letter before leaving for Rio de Janeiro (ie. expected departure eminent). I believe that the item you mention will come along with a larger cache of goods headed to Ms. GDK, which Aunt TH will be mailing to me via FedEx. The theory is arrival of the […]

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Kodak Aero-Ektar 305mm, f2.5

A few years ago I was given this lens, an Eastman Kodak made Aero-Ektar 305mm, f2.5. It was an oddity that had arrived at the previous owner by gift as well, which after not finding a purpose for it, deeded it to me. I guess that gift was like being told: you are the winner […]

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  My first walk on Baseline Road, Boulder Colorado. There are about a thousand things to say about what I’d like to do, what I’d like to photograph, what I think I’m photographing, and what I expect to photograph (none of the preceding are actually the same thing). In the meantime – those thousand things […]

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