Wandering around the Indonesian Islands there were faces that bridged the gaps in my understanding. Faces that opened up my thinking beyond my first world blessedness.  We stood amazed as young students proudly practiced their Read More …

  The trailing cyclone winds made paddle boarding dangerous.  The equatorial heat and humidity couple into clouds.  A thunderclap and the warm mist curls every hair and condensates on the skin extracting heat.  The salty Read More …

The stumped remnants of the Mangrove trees rise above the white sand like burnt stumps.  Roots returning to nurture the intertidal garden.  Each stump a five fingered blessing reaching open handed into the sand. Seeking Read More …

A stilted shack at the tide line is a memory of times past.  Kiri island is untouched in that  there are no wrappers, no bottles, no scarring of human presence — except the shack.  On Read More …

The bold colouring of the local hotel on Banda Neira foreshadows an emerging linguistic opportunity.  The restaurant was far from a dive…. It was welcome to the eels and reef life.  The warriors emerged from Read More …

In the sheltered waters around Arguni Island the hand prints and sea creatures on the limestone walls are more than evidence of a presence long before our time.  On first seeing the hand I was Read More …

A cascading waterfall is muralled on the wall.  A gathering of drops from dew, drizzle, diversion and dreams rolling like an enlarged hourglass opening a cornucopia of possibility.  There, on that leaf, a rainbow drop Read More …

There is a long and sometimes sordid history of the the Dutch seeking to establish a trade monopoly around Ambon, Indonesia, and aside from the seizure of agricultural products (fish, beef jerky coffee) the local Read More …

There is a glorious juxtaposition between the flagrant decadence of this super-sized bar stool town and the isolated communities of the diaspora.  The emergence of blue beams, backgrounds and logos are a constant reminder that Read More …

The dated heart pulses behind every image.  The bright red heart, like a chili pepper beats with the southern heat to create visual feasts.  In contrast to much of the whitewashed construction, the buildings are Read More …