They went and put the military base in the middle of nowhere, hidden between the low rocky hills and the wide open dry lake beds of the Southern California deserts, probably because they wanted to blow things up in peace and quiet.      I didn’t come to Fort Irwin to visit the military, but […]

A few days ago a friend mentioned Alaska and photographs, so I went back and looked at some of mine, and thought I would share a few. Downtown Anchorage, with the Chugach Mountains in the background, and the Cook Inlet in the foreground. Down below, at the edge of the water, are chunks of frozen […]

    In 1935, when Anchorage Alaska had a population of 3,000, and winters meant hibernating with a fire and cartloads of wood, there began a festival.     A festival set in February: the dead of snow bound winter.     It was called The Fur Rendezvous, or shortened today to The Fur Rondy.     This festival was timed to coincided […]

    In 2006 Cameron and I returned to New Orleans to see the city in which we had both previously lived.     The Ninth Ward, on the other side of the canal from the French Quarter was still complete devastation. The homes were still standing, but abandoned. Weeds grew up in the yards and the only cars […]

    In 2006, when I returned to New Orleans after a nine year absence, Cameron and I stayed with a friend on the border of the 8th and 9th wards, near the Mississippi River.     Behind her house was an alleyway, this alleyway had a guardian standing at the entrance, and was littered with paintings and the […]

After riding north through the center of Mexico, I crossed the border at Douglass Arizona, and headed west, keeping south of the 10 freeway. Here are some of the photographs. Riding along route 80 I happened across the leftovers from an industrial city, which I found to be called Bisbee.  There is something wonderful about […]