I saw this over on Steve Garro’s Coconino Blog. It is a photograph of Doug Roether’s bicycle. A bike Steve made for him. The image Continue reading →

Not to minimize the horror of this day just eight short years ago, I know full well just how horrible that was and still is. Continue reading →

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There is this something that has been knocking around in my head these last few weeks. It’s a question, really, of dissent. Or, better said, Continue reading →

Art is as art does. I’ve been thinking of such things of late. I take a lot of photos. My kids. Glasses of beer. Bikes. Continue reading →

What would you do if you saw your own face in an image hanging on the wall in a museum? Ask Sharon Collins. “I stood Continue reading →

I’ve been getting some motivational bullshit from a variety of sources. Now that there are a few, I figured it’s about time I post ‘em Continue reading →

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Snake Hawk fired this one off to me last Sundway when both he and I were on the eve of returning to the university environs. Continue reading →