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Photography is a solo sport

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For Women – The Women’s March Oakland

Oakland, California.  January 21, 2017.  The Women’s March. Over 100,000 people came out to march.  Women, girls, men, boys.  Black, White, Asian, Latina, Native American, Irish, Russian. Thi…

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“WE UKRAINIANS ARE DEPRESSED. SO WE SMOKE AND WE DRINK COFFEE. UNLESS WE DRINK VODKA. BUT, I DON’T HAVE ANY VODKA TODAY.”

Nora puts herself in her art. Pointing to her sketch of a pregnant woman sitting on a turtle, she said,  “See here. It’s my nose. I can’t paint without putting it in.” I bought this sketch, The Spa…

Source: “WE UKRAINIANS ARE DEPRESSED. SO WE SMOKE AND WE DRINK COFFEE. UNLESS WE DRINK VODKA. BUT, I DON’T HAVE ANY VODKA TODAY.”


“We Ukrainians are depressed. So we smoke and we drink coffee. Unless we drink vodka. But, I don’t have any vodka today.”

Meet Nora, a painter in post-Soviet Estonia. She’s a chain smoking straight talker who can’t help but paint herself into her work. Together, we created a secret club in her studio.

Source: “We Ukrainians are depressed. So we smoke and we drink coffee. Unless we drink vodka. But, I don’t have any vodka today.”


花見: Sakura season

The Japanese make an event of going out to see cherry blossoms, Spring emerging.   This phenomena is rooted in Japan’s art and literature that savors Buddhism’s bittersweet appreciation of the inescapable changes in life.   Cherry blossoms bloom; a week later the blossoms fall to the ground, still perfect – young and fragile.

I remember when I first lived in Japan.  A Japanese man asked me why Americans like roses so much.  He personally found roses disgusting.  Admittedly, the rose bud and its mature flower is beautiful, but the flower will slowly decay…eventually turning black on its own branch.  He preferred the cherry blossom that perched on its branch for a very short time and then gracefully floated down to rejoin the earth.  Today the Japanese like roses as much as anyone else.  But, nothing is loved as much as  cherry blossoms.

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Journey

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Rebirth

富士山

富士山

“You go to Japan . . . to be reborn.”


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