Hey, Alexa
Yesterday I hit the button on my iPhone and said “Hey, Alexa.”
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Yesterday I hit the button on my iPhone and said “Hey, Alexa.”
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There’s something quite beautiful about this time of year, as nature begins tucking in and settling accounts…
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Abstract Daylily…
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In addition to being one of my favorite macro photographers Denny Wilkins is one of my favorite landscape photographers. Each year, after he finishes grading papers, he packs up the camera and heads west, into the deserts of Colorado, Utah, Nevada, Oregon, and wherever else the spirit calls him. This year’s expedition struck me as especially vibrant.
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Three new floral lightbox abstracts in my Dead Flower series…
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I’m a big fan of Dan Ryan’s. He sees the streets and he loves the people he finds there. And in him they obviously recognize something they can trust. As a result he’s able to capture a frankness, an honesty, a whimsy that I think the rest of us miss entirely. Maybe we can’t see it, or maybe we’re afraid
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Master Ikkyū sits by the well plinking at his lute. Sōgi waits patiently for a tune to emerge but none does. Finally he clears his throat. “Yes, Sōgi?” “Good morning, Master. I have a request.” The Master continues at the lute, to no end Sōgi can discern. “Go on.” Sōgi sits on the packed earth before Ikkyū. “They say you
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My buddy Jim Booth put together a quarantine reading list for our little S&R community this week and it got me thinking. So let’s pose a challenge. What is the greatest work of literature you’ve ever read? The Rules It can be a novel, a collection of short fiction, a book of poetry, a play (yes, Shakespeare is eligible), or
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As my friends know I spent the last 13 years as Publisher of Scholars & Rogues, a team blog covering everything from politics to the arts to climate to sports to music to journalism to … well, whatever was on somebody’s mind. During that time we produced nearly 11,000 posts. We were never big, but we were always smart, thoughtful
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Sōgi bows before Ikkyū. “Master Dōken rebuked me this morning,” he says. “What did you do this time?” replies Ikkyū. “Nothing. I merely asked why the bird sings in its gilded cage.” Ikkyū sighs. “What was the Master doing?” Sōgi reflects for a moment. “At the time he seemed rather agitated at a pot of water.” “What did he say
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Macro…
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Voyager
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