At dawn, they ride again . . . . . . My life starts again. Be well! – SAWK
Category Archives: Documentary
One of the main reasons I drove east for 2,000 miles last month and then sped back west again was to attend the Feet First Sessions workshop in NYC. It was led by photographers Max and Margaux and Jesse and Whitney and based on the idea that sometimes, you just have to jump in feet first without thinking. And […]
6:33a CST – Good morning! – from El Dorado, Kansas (Kansas) Not used to giant thunderstorms to go with my gargantuan cup of morning coffee. My black, lighting apocalypses are usually afternoon tea affairs. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t afraid of a potential Oz-esque tornado to interrupt or follow this cup. […]
26 days ago I left to drive east. While driving for four days out, three days back, and elsewhere in-between, I grabbed a pen and threw thoughts haphazardly into my cheery, red Moleskin anytime the mood struck me, writing precariously with the steering wheel for a desk. Sometimes I marked the time; oftentimes I did […]
Bunny – the little black and white harlequin rabbit, with his twitchy nose and funny way of preening that made him look like a lazy ballerina – was the first mammal I ever had as a pet, and he died last night. His fur was still silky and soft. We got him the first winter […]