Photography as a relationship

Yesterday, as I was browsing through my Lightroom catalog, looking at photos from different times, different subjects, I noticed how...

I guess that you can’t have too many saws

Siesta time When I moved here, two years ago, I didn’t have any saws. Nope. Nary a one. Then, I...

Back to the office

Back to Cubicleville. Actually, this layout looks more like a honeycomb hideout. If the spaces were aligned, we’d have hexagons...

Low-speed Internet for $13/day

See that guy there, reclining, watching the world go by? That’s about the speed of the Internet connection at the...

Beliefs are an interesting thing. They shape our behaviors. If we believe strongly in something, it becomes our truth, though not necessarily ‘true’. I love to take photos of children. Here, in the US, I have a difficult time doing…

Yes! The quest continues to meet my blogging friends world-wide. When I was in San Miguel in early March of this year, I tried to find Billie, but she wasn’t around, or either my schedule didn’t work out, but I…

Tequila, beer, flowers, band music, mariachis – what do all of these things have in common? All could be found around the graves of loved ones passed. At any given moment in this particular graveyard in SMA there were mariachi…

I suppose since the Jardin is the center of town, if you know someone who lives in town, you’re bound to run into them from time to time – and so it was, Halloween night. I was walking around, looking…

One evening I was in the Jardin, taking pictures of this and that. Suddenly, I heard some old-school hip hop being played and noticed some youngsters doing a bit of break-dancing in the gazebo at the center of the Jardin…