January 1, 2017, 10:56:47 am - Gazo Creek, California

There are so many metaphors that come to mind. The lone tree in the middle is just that, alone. I also think of older siblings, wallflower, introvert, or lost in a crowd. Each time I view the photo, I try to think of other meanings and sometimes I take it for nothing more than its aesthetics. No matter my interpretation, it is the relationship between the larger trees in the foreground and the small tree in the background. 

January 24, 2017, 7:31:30 pm - Hoi An, Vietnam

One of my most favorite places, Hoi An is rich in culture, color, and people. Nights are more interesting than days, especially when it rains. The small UNESCO town is filled with shops and restaurants. I was drawn to the interaction of the three young people. Rain is part of their lives. This scene is typical throughout Vietnam. 

May 15, 2006, 9:11:41 am - Bodie, California

We are constantly faced with choices, a time in our lives when a decision can place us on a major new path. The older we are, the more we can reflect upon those forks-in-the roads that changed our lives. The two doors suggest a choice. Do we take the one with the light, though the door is darker, or the brighter door with no light?   

December 8, 2016, 5:22:13 pm - Las Vegas, Nevada

A playground in many respects, Las Vegas is also a visual wonderland. Nowhere on earth can you find such a diverse, albeit eclectic, conglomeration of buildings. In this image, I compressed space to emphasize forms and textures typical of LV's unique architecture. 

Mars

Huh? We know the internet is filled will a wonderland of images. Google Earth is my playground where I scourer earth's surface to carve out my own piece, then process and present. This image is from Mars equivalent found at hirise.lpl.arizona.edu. I ask myself if I can call this photo my own. Finding images like this is the proverbial needle in a haystack and then there is the postprocessing. So, in the end, I think of it as a collaborative process. 

March 12, 2018, 4:06:51 pm - Guadalajara, Mexico

The image is meditative, Zen-like, with the tree serving as a point of reflection - the tree of life. Trees can mean many things such as life, strength, fertility, transformation, spiritual nourishment, and many other attributes. Each time I look at the image, I find myself reflecting on the several possibilities of what the tree symbolizes. 

March 19, 2018, 4:29:58 pm - Guadalajara, Mexico

They say "Eyes are the windows to the soul." With the quote in mind, what does that say about this guy?  There is so much going on here - a walking story that grabbed my curiosity. No words were spoken and I was sure he was incapable of communicating given his state of mind. Easy to make assumptions, but like others in his situation, one has no idea how they got there. I was initially drawn to his eyes, wondering where he was at and how long he will survive on the streets of Guadalajara.

December 5, 2017, 7:42:27 pm - Hanoi, Vietnam

Taken in Hanoi's Old Quarters, at night, I found the impeccably organizes coffee shop, with its lone merchant who was accounting for the day's sales. The photo exemplifies the hardworking nature of the Vietnamese people, a culture of merchants. He is proud of his store. His eye for perfection and attention to details must also suggest his service to his customers is excellent.  

March 12, 2018, 8:52:20 pm - Guadalajara, Mexico

My trip to San Miguel and Guanajuato, Mexico, started in the heart of Guadalajara. The city is filled with visual wonders, especially at night. My first reaction to this image is the loneliness of the place and its stark contrast to hustle and bustle of daytime. I found the mural to be a contradiction to the buildings across the street. The light pouring from the store provokes my sense of curiosity. 

January 1, 2019, 8:53:34 am - S.F. Bay

Taken early morning on New Years Day, I have no idea of the purpose of the poles. I was drawn to their order and simplicity, like people who never take risks, waking up each day and never challenging themselves, caught in a routine, and watching life pass them by.