The sandbags huddled in doorways are waiting for another rainfall – a waterfall in the city.  The city is closed as if everyone were waiting for a snow-day.  Everything is closed waiting for rain (By Read More …

Along the miles of littered sand waves break in thunderous self adulation.  The waves pounding the shoreline hours after the rains stopped.  Each roll a drumming invitation to the clouds to participate. The morning wind Read More …

It would be easy to let a little drizzle gray your view of the day, however with eyes wide open and apologies to Colderidge, Cantania paints life at every turn. On the succulent new life Read More …

Returning to Rome is a bit like walking on familiar ways.  The city of super-sized monuments and bolts of history invites generations to meander the stone walkways between the fountains or along the Tiber. In Read More …

The title image captures the holding on that comes from need, want and trust. Floating down the river…part of the forever altered future.  Airbus was to be a model of cooperation but became a juggling Read More …

The opening lines could come from the prophet Isaiah to our present age.  What can easily be mislabelled as graffiti might well be viewed as a word (in pictures) to our times.  The carefully crafted Read More …

The naming of houses and statues and birthplaces in the South of France is not only of historical significance but also of an unwritten desire to belong.  To be part of. When visiting the museum Read More …

The umbrellas perched around city hall carry more than message.  The month of October is focused on breast cancer awareness in France.  The run for fun and funds was today.  Pink shirts everywhere.  Somewhere/somehow the Read More …

In the entrance way to an exhibit of modern art in Bordeaux the neon flashes like a Las Vegas Boulevard.  The message altered by geography and social need. Underneath the blue neon glow the message Read More …