Writing, Photography, and the life lessons I learned from Street Academy
The horrible, brutal moment took place 47 years ago today. February 20, 1970. Even today, it still causes long-suppressed emotions to rise to my heart and to my mind and to my soul. Sadness. Rage. Anger. Regret. Shame. Resolve. On February 20, 1970, my grandfather had my three younger siblings in his car and was…
Read MoreI heard the chants from the Chicago auditorium. “Four More Years! Four More Years!! Four More Years!!!” And part of me was cheering that same mantra from my couch in New York. Because I didn’t want to see Barack Obama leave the Oval Office. I didn’t. Because as far as I was concerned, he wasn’t…
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Trying to stay motivated while you’re waiting for surgery is brutal. But I have to persevere. There’s no other way around it. Get up in the morning. Write a blog post. Then go on with my day. And it’s tough. I know that there’s so many issues ahead that I must counter. But I have…
Read MoreUgh. Rainy Saturday morning. Normally, I take my laundry to a wash-and-fold place in Watervliet, but since their prices recently increased, I found a different wash-and-fold place in Albany at the Hannaford Plaza. One basket of clothes later, I was on my way. Normally I have two ways of leaving the Town and Village of…
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I’m currently trying anything and everything to take my mind off my broken foot. I have to. Because if I can at least focus on other things, then I can get through another day and get one day closer to healing or surgery or repair or whatever. So I’m trying to focus on other projects,…
Read MoreThis morning I woke up and discovered that we’re now headed for a Trump presidency. And I thought the side effects of my new pain medicines couldn’t make me any more nauseous. With that in mind, I’d like to bring up a thought. In my lifetime, I’ve experienced Presidential administrations going all the way back…
Read MoreFor the sixth consecutive year, I am fortunate in that my artworks have been accepted to the Capital Region’s premier charity art show, Historic Albany Foundation’s BUILT: Architecture Through Artists’ Eyes. Three of my artworks – Coca-Cola 2015, The Pew of Holy Innocents, and Dream Window 17: Friday Night Fish Fry – are among the…
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So I’ve had a rough couple of days, which culminated yesterday in a hospital visit. Thankfully, I received some medicine to get better, but still… it’s been rough. And there’s so much crap about the 2016 Presidential election… at this point, choosing between Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton is like my wanting to pull out…
Read MoreSometimes my mind remembers things it shouldn’t always remember. This happens in time. And one of those times involves the memories of a statue. And the thoughts of a little kid who asked, for him, a thoughtful question. Background. As a kid, I would spend summers living with my Grandma Betty in Boston, rather than…
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It’s Saturday morning, and the wet, miserable rain is pouring down around the Capital District. I know only one thing about this moment. Get out there with the cameras and capture those soggy leaves as they fall around the area. So I took a quick road trip down to Greene County, and decided to follow…
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