Fleeting GlancesI know that we are so much more than we see. We are not our photographs, not our reflections. Yet, in those things there is an aura of...
An ODE to KismetI can think of no better birthday tribute than this ODE to Carla, who found me through my book. Happy birthday Carla. She read Serpent...
An ODE is a StoryIt begins with an image. And the location we choose is almost always an intuitive guess. In my mind it has to have some thematic...