Martha Graham // "There is a vitality, a life force, an energy...that is translated through you into action, and because there is only one of you in all time, this expression is unique. And if you block it, it will never exist... The world will not have it. It is not your business to determine how good it is nor how valuable nor how it compares with other expressions. It is your business to keep it yours clearly and directly, to keep the channel open."


I believe in life force and I also think that most of us block this energy without even realizing it. We don’t really understand what this energy is and we don’t let it out. I think that we judge these signals we are getting as to how they will play in society and that is where the issue is. We live our lives, largely dictated on what other people think and say. I believe that when this energy is trying to get out, we don’t let it through because we question how it will be received. I think that it is our job to not judge the message, or try to over process what is coming through. Our job is to simply keep the channel open.

At least that is what I think.


Woke up early for sunrise one day last week and got a bunch of great colors to work with.

Life is pretty good.


The early evening thunderstorms on Saturday sure made for a gorgeous sunset. Had dinner at Talula’s in Asbury Park and took a walk on the Spring Lake boardwalk. On the way back to the car, the sky started to light up and this was the result. Caught this at Silver Lake in Belmar just before the colors faded into the horizon. 


Wilco // One by one the flowers fading in my garden 

One by one the leaves are falling from the trees 

One by one my hopes are vanished in the clouds clear 

One by one like snowflakes melting in the breeze

California Dreaming

Wilco // I'd like to rest my heavy head tonight  On a bed of California stars  I'd like to lay my weary bones tonight  On a bed of California stars  Sunset, Catalina Island

Wilco // I'd like to rest my heavy head tonight
On a bed of California stars
I'd like to lay my weary bones tonight
On a bed of California stars

Sunset, Catalina Island

Been missing the magic of California a lot lately. I can’t get enough of all of the gorgeous sunsets. It just seems like everything is a little more beautiful there.


Even the little things.

See you soon.


Happy Birthday Buddy. I remember sending you this poem for your birthday a few years back. You are really a man now and I hope that some of these word strike a cord with you.  Yours is the earth and all that is in it. I love you with all of my heart.

Happy Birthday Buddy. I remember sending you this poem for your birthday a few years back. You are really a man now and I hope that some of these word strike a cord with you.

Yours is the earth and all that is in it. I love you with all of my heart.

If you can keep your head when all about you

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,

Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,

And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;

If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;

If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster

And treat those two impostors just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken

Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,

And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings

And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

And never breathe a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

To serve your turn long after they are gone,

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,

Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,

If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,

Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,

And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

- Rudyard Kipling



This dog. I was the one who said it was a bad idea. That it was going to be like having a baby, but worse. He would drive us crazy and take over the house. He did all of that and more. Yet somehow, he also found the way to my heart and became my new best friend along the way.



Mary Oliver //“You do not have to be good.

You do not have to walk on your knees

for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.

You only have to let the soft animal of your body 

love what it loves.

Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.



Charles Bukowski // "Your life is your life. Don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission. Be on the watch. There are ways out. There is light somewhere. It may not be much light but it beats the darkness. Be on the watch. The gods will offer you chances. Know them. Take them. You can’t beat death but you can beat death in life, sometimes. And the more often you learn to do it, the more light there will be. Your life is your life. Know it while you have it. You are marvelous. The gods wait to delight in you."

Nachos Gordo


A Sunday afternoon trip over to Asbury Park turned into the best way to end the weekend. A sidewalk dinner of Nachos Gordo and a la carte tacos at Loteria was a delicious and relatively cheap meal. We even split two margaritas, which means I drank most of both. The usual window shopping almost got us a cool, green, mid century ashtray that we absolutely did not need.




Jack Kerouac // "Everything is ecstasy, inside... Close your eyes, let your hands and nerve-endings drop, stop breathing for 3 seconds, listen to the silence inside...and you will remember."



Yohji Yamamoto // "I think perfection is ugly. Somewhere in the things humans make, I want to see scars, failure, disorder, distortion."



Carl Jung // “If the path before you is clear, you are probably on someone else’s”.  



Anthony Bourdain //  "Travel isn't always pretty. It isn't always comfortable. Sometimes it hurts, it even breaks your heart. But that's OK. The journey changes you; it should change you. It leaves marks on your memory, on your consciousness, on your heart, and on your body. You take something with you. Hopefully, you leave something good behind."

I am a big fan of the road trip.  Road trips give you the opportunity to see other places, try new foods, and visit other areas of the country.  One of my favorite places to visit is Charleston, South Carolina.  This past weekend, my Goddaughter graduated High School and my family made a trip down for the weekend.  Some of the memories that made this weekend special were;

Shrimp and grits for breakfast.  Watching my mom beat my son at "flip cup".  The absolutely incredible burnt ends from @swigswinebbq. Playing corn hole in the blazing heat while we waited for a table for breakfast.  A few glasses of Mexican Cake from @WestbrookBrewingco. The ridiculous brisket @LewisBarbecue.  Sunday service at Seacoast Church in Mount Pleasant.  Our flight home even got cancelled, so we got to rent a mini van and drive home from Myrtle Beach.  Being able to share all of this with the people I love leaves a great big mark on my heart.

For me, a road trip with the people you love is always a journey that I jump at the opportunity to take.  I am not sure what I left behind, but I took a lot of memories home with me. 

- Jaime, Hayden and Hudson. Memorial Day, 2019, Battery Park, Charleston, SC.



Winona Ryder // “When you finally accept that it’s ok not to have answers and it’s ok not to be perfect, you realize that feeling confused is a normal part of what it is to be a human being. 

I seem to spend a lot of time lately dealing with the fact that I don’t have answers to a lot of the questions that keep coming up in my life.  It wasn’t until I finally accepted that maybe there weren't always answers, that it actually became easier for me to find peace with the situation and move forward. 

Being ok with not having the answers makes me feel vulnerable to something that is unknown.  When I am vulnerable, I am forced to be my true self.  Forced to remove the masks, pretensions, and time wasted trying to please others.  I am beginning to realize that it's only when I am being myself am I ever really going to ever be happy and that is a good thing.

- Image of the rudder and hull of a sailboat on Cayuga Lake, Ithaca, NY.  Spring 2019



Tennessee Williams // "There is a time for departure even when there’s no certain place to go



Meryl Streep // "Put blinders on to the things that conspire to hold you back, especially the ones in your own head."

I see the lights of the school and the neighborhood houses blurred in the darkness.  This is the neighborhood where I take my nightly walks with the dog I really didn't want to get. The same dog who has quickly become my new best friend.

I see lights blurred by the blinders of so many changes that have taken place.  So many ups and downs.  These same blinders also show me the lights that lead me home.

Some people only see a blurry photo.

Some people don’t see anything at all.



Rick Rubin // "If you listen carefully, people explain to you what it is that they need."


Looks like someone is making some frames.  


Step one for me to get some of my photography out into the world is to make some cool frames to show them on. I enlisted the help of my friend Bobby and we spent the day making some sweet wooden frames. It was very rewarding to get these done. And no, I was not allowed to use the saw. A full day of work was followed up with some refreshments at Icarus Brewing in Lakewood.


Good thing Bobby knows what he is doing.  


Ready for pictures.  


I am not sure that Cooper approves of all of this.  



Mary Oliver // “Do you love this world?

Do you cherish your humble and silky life?

Do you adore the green grass, with its terror beneath?”

I am a newcomer to the words of Mary Oliver. Every time I read a poem, it becomes my favorite thing in the word. I was reflecting on the simplicity of life while out for a walk after dinner. Taking the dog for a walk, an empty schoolyard with lights in the distance. The quiet of the night and the distant smell of the ocean in the air. All found while living in the present moment. How easy it is to enjoy the simple gifts that fill our lives all day long if we only take the time to see them. And how easy is it at the same time to ignore all that lies beneath the surface.


Philippe Petit // "Believe marvels exist around you, inside others, within yourself."