Four Photographs

It is not the simple snapshots we have taken that are real… it is flux, it is change that is real.             — Henri Bergson I. picture a moment of surf scattered sun poured in a bottle corked and sealed with wax carried on the tide bobbing about the constant current of time’s ceaseless flow […]

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Rio Tijuana

Tears swell along Rio Tijuana’s littered banks strewn with detritus and dreams beyond it’s shore, for a Liberty whose arms no longer open to the tired, the hungry, the huddled masses. A Nation’s soul sours in fear’s ferment behind a wall built of block and iron that became our prison.   We cannot countenance a […]

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