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Gone

I’ll be away for a few days. We’re heading down to the south coast of Java to get some surf and sun. It doesn’t feel like Christmas with 85 degrees and no snow, but at least part of my family is here. I should be returning to Jakarta before heading to Bali (hopefully). I’ll be reconsidering the direction of my site when I return, mainly in my writing, but I’ll be sure to keep up the images. Perhaps some ofRead more
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Bleeding the Ozone

As the evening set in, the colors of my bedroom took on a doomsday glow. I stepped out onto the balcony, sucked in a breath of the balmy, acidic stuff they call air, and glanced westward. The sky was in pain. It was as if hell had punctured the earth right here in Jakarta. In all my life, I’ve never seen a sky as burning red and intensely saturated. Pollution breeds art.Read more
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Wet Canvas

Now why don’t he write! My apologies. I’ve been spending time with my brother, pouring over a 500 page “Photoshop for Photographers” slab of wood, reading “Dream Number 9” by David Mitchell, and creating a company advertisement for the Indonesian owned Garuda Airlines – due this Friday. I’ve only been able to take my brother around Jakarta thus far. I’ve been too busy with work obligations to explore beyond that. I’d be interested in hearing his opinion on things –Read more
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Path of Least Resistance

I really appreciate the recent “plugs” for my work – wurh.com had some very kind words. Her ambition will carry her far in this world. Japan Window recently mentioned javajive. His writing is interesting and opens the portal to Japan through beautiful imagery. I was especially surprised to see that Quarlo has added my site to his link section. I’ve been following his work for a couple of years and always respected his selection of talented artists. I’m not sureRead more
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Anguish and Poverty

I’ve decided to post this image in color. At first I thought it would be more powerful in black and white, but the truth is I lost the meaning once the colors were taken away. I initially saw this young girl sitting alone in front of her mother’s store. As I looked more closely, I saw that she was surrounded by the masks and artifacts that I typically find beautiful. For a few moments they lost their beauty entirely. SomethingRead more