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I'm a photographer, editor, designer, writer and Photoshopper and arguably, a guitar player now living in the Pacific Northwest. My wife is amazing. We have two cats, no kids. The moon is my planet, I love rain, good, strong coffee and a Gibson ES-335.

Wildlife Highway


We live on Tupelo Ridge Drive, in a house we sometimes call ‘Rancho de los Gatos.’
Two humans live here but the three felines who allow us to reside with them, collectively rule this place.
But it clearly wasn’t always this way, and if the two humans and three cats who currently call this small piece of property home did not occupy it, many, many other critters would.
In fact, the critters who live around this place are constantly trying to evict us so they can move back in.
Regardless of what the Los Angeles County Tax Assessor or the County Recorder or Countrywide Mortgage or Tom Gapen thinks, this piece of property on Tupelo Ridge Drive belongs to them. The critters of Ranch de los Gatos want their land back and they’re never going to give up, ever. Continue reading

Police State

My first couple of websites, extremely basic affairs which I wrote back in about 1996 or ’97, using SimpleText or PageSpinner had the moniker of PhotoTerrorism.
This was, of course, before 9/11 and the threat of real terrorism in this country and at the time was just a kind of tongue-in-cheek identity that I thought described a small part of what was my photography ‘style.
There was nothing I liked better than to, with a reporter, go knocking on the door of some politico being charged with corruption or solicitation and banging off a few frames of the palms of their hands as they slammed the door in our faces or to push a wide angle lens up in the face of the handcuffed perp as he/she was led from the police car to the courthouse.
I kept the name PhotoTerrorism for a long time until I decided to register the domain. Much to my dismay, somebody had beaten me to it and worse, there was nothing of any real value there.
Disappointed, I just abandoned the whole idea of associating myself with that name and by then, I was out of the photo stalker business anyway.
But just last night, I temporarily but gently revisited the style and I probably don’t even know how close I came to being arrested for it. Continue reading