Writing

Murmurings made into a tape recorder before, during and after the legendary 1986 Bix 7 road race in Davenport, Iowa.

My father once appointed me the “official family vacation photographer,” a role I took more seriously than anyone expected. By the mid-1980s I had already spent more than fifteen years walking through the world with a camera—at work, on the road, in cities, farms, factories, and quiet corners of everyday life. This short reflection, written around 1985, was an attempt to understand why photography had become not just something I did, but a way of seeing and living.

Editor’s note: This profile originally appeared in First Coast Senior Living on October 6, 2025. The article was written as part of a feature on creative lives in St. Augustine and Northeast Florida.

A short reflection on the boundary between realism and invention in painting—and how works like The Weight of Memories move between observation and imagination.

A satirical piece written in 1970 after a miserable family vacation to Disney World—long before I eventually moved to Florida.

Reflections from five days photographing Waycross, Georgia—a small railroad town wrestling with economic decline, quiet resilience, and the deeper rhythms of life far from the big-city rush.

A photo-essay on Italy.

A short reflection that led to a small video experiment—asking what must change in our attitudes and actions if we hope to mend what feels like America’s heart problem.