It’s been a long time since I’ve posted here. I’m not sure what or who may still be around. But I decided to pop in, blow around, be zen about it. Is there anybody out there?

Numbers and their associations fascinate me. The meanings and superstitions we seek and assign. I’ve gone through phases where I obsessively photograph specific numbers or even types of number manifestations

Life is funny. And it’s not. We often come into things as serendipitously as we go out. And sometimes...we do it unconsciously. I’ve been taking a break from Steemit. I’m not sure exactly why I walked

Cassie is never happier than when she’s outside on a walk. While she could do without the harness, it’s a price she’s willing to pay for the opportunity to savor little bits of freedom and the possibility

Kids make amazing candid subjects for street photography. That is if you are tricky enough to catch them before they see you. They live in the moment, experience what’s in their world here and now. They

Lightness holds meaning Hidden beneath wind and sky Even in the gloom

My little monsters have no use for fancy cat toys. These well-worn beauties are truly their favorite things to play with. At any given time, we can usually only locate one of them. And that’s often in

L.A. moves fast. It’s relentless and chaotic and furious. It’s easy to be swept up, swallowed whole, to fragment at the speed of vacuity. That is until I go to the beach. There I find peace and stillness

The streets of L.A. are decidedly diverse. A true melting pot of cultures and culture. They have their dark sides, of course. But today I’m celebrating some of the everyday dynamic beauty that keeps me

I love cats. All cats. But especially my cats. It takes a certain amount of selflessness and masochism to fully embrace life with cats. As cat lovers, we require a constant drive to make the little bastards

It’s hard to stay down when you look up. It’s cliche, sure. Blasé even. But often things are so because they are annoyingly true. Stress is s replaced by wonder. Chaos by order. Things that seem so huge

What strikes me while recording the streets is the seemingly different captures I can find on any given day, in the smallest of circumferences, in the shortest of timeframes. At first glance, they don’t

I want to spin it But I can’t I want to sugarcoat it But my hands taste sour I looked for proof Of mercy A deus ex machia Instead I found Soulessness There was no one To answer The call I could not make

Last week I shared a typical adventure with Max-in-a-tree on one of our walks. So it’s only fair that Cassie gets a feature! It’s a challenge to leash train cats. A lot of people do not have the time or

I started a new series today. I don’t yet know exactly what it’s trying to say or what it means. But that may actually be part of the point. This one is primal, visceral. Born out of a bunch of dissension

There’s a classic 80s song that contends, “...only a nobody walks in L.A.” But I believe that you have to walk in L.A. to truly see the somebodys. To find real stories, real people, real lives. And to

I’m not a religious person. When asked what my religious beliefs are, my quip is always the same: “I believe that religion exists.” It’s as honest and succinct as I can possibly get without deliberately

Not quite yet here. But I’ve a rather ambitious catless post planned for tomorrow🤞🏻 So on Friday night at 11:25PM PST... I present... Max’s 4️⃣ stages of dealing with...well...pretty much anything and

Salvia spathacea is a common plant that spreads and thrives and dominates its environment with breathtaking beauty and resilience. As long as the conditions are ideal. The truth is that it’s quite finicky,

Some days I do not have much to say, much to share. I need to go inside myself. For me, that’s a lot like flying. Like leaving my body behind and soaring around the room, the sky, the cosmos. I cannot