The Wanderess
The Eyes See. The Mind Wanders. The Senses Are Awakened. The Journey Begins.
Category: Photo Projects
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Jack Broadbent How does one define a sound? In the case of Jack Broadbent it is complex. Let me tell you, I was fortunate to see him perform live recently. Because he draws from old classic blues guitar tunes and rock n’ roll, covering songs from Ray Charles, Jimi Hendrix, Canned Heat and his original…
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Forty years later and it is not Paul Mazursky‘s ‘hood anymore (Next Stop, Greenwich Village). Or when Bob Dylan was freewheelin’ on Jones Street. The community of laborers, misfits, poets, eccentrics…Life was not easy but there was plenty of avant-gardeness to go around with some cheap beer and a nice hot meal at a diner nearby for a…
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Walking your own path. Once you realize your truth, in your own way, in your own time, you are set free. ************************************* I have to say many thanks to Michele, my friend, who is a beautiful and creative soul and always game to not only explore the city with me…
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I arrived in Portugal for Christmas last year to spend a few days with my family. A photo expedition in Lisbon, where we were staying, was in my plan, of course, but not the focus on this particular trip. I had been there about a decade ago, also on a brief visit. My recollection from…
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This Christmas, I crossed the Atlantic to have some much-needed, long overdue, quality family time in Portugal, the homeland of my ancestors. I’ve been working on the few photos I took while exploring the city. And this one, it’s about something I discovered that’s one of those things that makes traveling to another country…
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One of the great pleasures in my wandering about town is finding good, live music. Found this place – Lagniappe House – and that night the band playing was – The Wynwoods – a Miami local. Bluegrass and Americana. Paired that with a glass of wine. Acoustic guitar. Banjo. Fiddle. Bass. Drums. Cheer. Spirits lifted. I…
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Feeling blue at home. Decided to play with the camera with some filters and artificial lights from television and ambience. Little editing done to capture the rawness of the moment, when you are feeling the weight of the ocean on your shoulders and you just want to surface.
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Traveling inspires me. It makes me feel alive. It is like adding a very combustible fuel to a fire that burns inside when the flames have waned with time (otherwise known as “life happens”). So yes, I should travel more often. I hope I do. I visited Los Angeles for the first time in September ’14.…
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The little unknown stories around us. Have you ever wondered what goes on inside that house/apartment on the corner? Where you see silhouettes of life behind a lace curtain? Or what kind of tales a building, an object, a place, would whisper to you if it became alive and made you its confidant? What kind…
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Entering the overwhelming concrete jungle of Lincoln Road 1111. Miami has lots of open spaces where the breeze from the ocean flows through the city. Palm trees, fruit trees, lush landscaping contrasting with the urban trend of stately vertical structures. But the contrast is becoming less and less apparent as the city…
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