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Eyes. We’re all so adept at reading them…even dogs readily transmit their true selves with just a glance or a glower. Of the four ways we humans communicate with each other (verbal sounds that are words, verbal sounds that aren’t words, body language, and eyes), dogs don’t get to use words, but they communicate extremely well with their eyes….

Here’s a grab shot of my roommate Matt’s friend, Chelsea. It shows how I’m bending reality to make a different statement, these days. I’m employing a very wide angle lens here, distorting the pieces to tell a deeper story…. Chelsea has an ageless, timeless spirit.

This is the last image I made of my son and Bella before Sluggo and I flew home to Austin the next morning…. He looks happy.

When your son asks you for advice on whether he should take the offered opportunity that would spirit him away from home and family to forge his own path in the world, I hope you can muster up the strength to send him on his way…. As Gabran says, you are the bow, but they are the arrow. The chain of life that passes through you to them is not, after all, yours to own….. I’ll dearly miss seeing him daily. The compensation, of course, is the inner certainty that I’ve done my job well…. He’s a fully developed human being with all of the capabilties he needs to shine. He is, quite simply, one of the best that humanity has to offer. Every man should have such a fine son. His website, btw, is HawkinSeattle.com

On May 2 my eldest son Hawk and I packed up his Toyota Tacoma pickup truck , a large uhaul trailer crammed full of his earthly possessions, his dog Bella and my pug Sluggo and headed off to his new home and job in Seattle. I’ll fly back to Austin without him; certainly a new reality will ensue.. On sunset of the first day of the journey we caught this We really were 3 miles west of Eden…

I just saw the most amazing performance by these fine artists from South Africa. It’s remarkable how music can disolve the boundaries between cultures and language when it resonates the universal joy of living and being. These guys do that.

Here he is, folks…the current Columbian heart-throb who packs stadiums full of screaming women all across Europe..Juanes !!! Shown here in mid signature hair-flip, Juanes really has those Latin Lover moves down! I’m going to have to get Hawk to work on how to show sequences; I had a difficult time deciding which frame to show of this revealing little male display ritual….(sly grin, eye-glint, hair-flip, nostril flare….it’s quite a pretty little preen)….which gets the girls squealing every single time. Interesting.

Symbols. One of the great joys of stumbling around this Earth is when you suddenly look around and become aware you have entered the space of a designer who understands Symbols. And Flow. And Space… The site is the UT Brownsville / Texas Southmost College campus. This is such a space. The water symbolizes Knowledge. (And Life. And Civilization….) The architects have incorporated fountains all over campus, without being heavy-handed like at UT Austin.

Last week I had a shoot on the beautiful campus of The University of Texas at Brownsville. That’s where I grabbed this shot. You have to get down on your knees to see it. I love it when temporal, fleeting Beauty makes a last, almost disdainful show before She finally goes back to the Tao….(the “place” where all things come from and go back to) The more I notice these things, the better and deeper my Life.

I’d never really thought about how tough and brutal looking a lily blossom could be until I really looked at this one. The white flower part is tattered and broken. The stamen looks like a club from the Dark Ages…. …and still it’s quite Beautiful.