New Semester Invites New Media

New Semester Invites New Media

Posted by on Aug 21, 2015 in A Passing Glimpse

Creating a powerful and impactful story or image no longer requires that the photojournalist carry a bag of expensive cameras, lenses, and tripods. Capturing and sharing creative, personal, and engaging stories has changed with the technology of today’s smartphones and handheld devices. This semester I’m teaching a New Media Photojournalism course at VCU. All student […]

Threads of Love and Patches

Threads of Love and Patches

Posted by on Jul 11, 2015 in A Passing Glimpse

      I’ve spent a good portion of today picking up remnants throughout the house. Patches is a part of our family and one of Zero’s favorite playmates. Patches is truly living up to his name these days. He is missing several fingers on one paw. Another paw is missing altogether and his stubby […]

Feed a Fever

Feed a Fever

Posted by on Mar 5, 2015 in A Passing Glimpse

An early March snowfall slowly danced to the poetry of Joni Mitchell. My tea kettle whistled. Not sure if I’m suppose to starve a cold or feed a fever. Steep and repeat.

Hardly Speaking

Hardly Speaking

Posted by on Mar 3, 2015 in A Passing Glimpse

Making the time to do what you want sometimes requires nothing more than making the time. There always seems to be such an unimaginable value placed on time. Time however is absolutely free. All it demands is that you set it aside and make room for it. I haven’t drawn in months. Tonight I did. And while drawing, I also listened to hours […]

Swaying Hugs and a Road Song

Swaying Hugs and a Road Song

Posted by on Mar 1, 2015 in A Passing Glimpse

The recent snowfall painted a serene backdrop for my lengthy road trip to offer a final goodbye to someone that I’ve known most of my adult life. It seems I’ve lost count, but I know that I’ve attended far more memorial services in the past few years than I have in my entire lifetime. “It’s that circle of life […]

A Fifty Cents Blessing

A Fifty Cents Blessing

Posted by on Feb 15, 2015 in A Passing Glimpse

Stepping away from my truck, I was approached by a man today. He was life worn, middle aged or so, and layered with clothing. Lots of it, sheltering himself the best he could from the day’s wind chill of 0 degrees. “Sir”, he asked. “Could I bother you for 50 cents?” Carrying no money on […]