The Place des Vosges through new eyes
“You’re going to Paris again?” The annoyance is palpable when friends ask that — and it’s a fair question. There are so many beautiful places in the world, so many interesting cities besides Paris....
View ArticleThe simple joys of hand-writing
I take a lot of crap about my note-taking. Constant scribbling is so central to my persona, in fact, that one colleague recently expressed concern during a meeting when I wasn’t taking notes. “I forgot...
View ArticlePhotoshop with your feet
I may have emitted an involuntary little squeal last month when I happened across this scene in Paris: a Citroën deux-chevaux in front of the Place des Vosges. Could it get any more classic? But that...
View ArticleMy favorite day of the year
In Minnesota we have two seasons: Winter, and road construction. Welcome to Minnesota. Enjoy our orange cones! But sandwiched between them every year is one single, glorious day we call “summer.”...
View ArticleNo words; just heartbreak
It’s been a terrible week, full of senseless and tragic killings. A few of them happened in the United States — one of them in my home state. I can picture the spot where Philando Castile was shot;...
View ArticleA lovely Tuesday for a tornado
One of our favorite pastimes in Minnesota is talking about the weather. This isn’t because we’re superficial or boring; rather, it’s because our weather is so darned interesting. Last Tuesday is a...
View ArticleCrazed weasel in a hamster wheel
I was going to whine about how busy the past month has been (because it has felt like the writer’s equivalent of a puppy mill). But then I stumbled across this photo I shot in May and was reminded that...
View ArticleFail harder
I read an article a while back about Johannes Haushofer, a professor of psychology and public affairs at Princeton University who wrote a rather unconventional résumé: rather than tout his...
View ArticleAn introvert’s guide to the State Fair
In spite of my loathe/hate relationship with the Minnesota State Fair, last Saturday Esteban and I fulfilled our legal obligation as residents of our fair state and attended the annual event. There are...
View ArticleA prairie roam companion
Years ago, when we still had our dog Arrow, Esteban and I used to hike in a state park almost every weekend. But after Arrow died and our lives grew more complicated we slowly abandoned the habit. I’d...
View ArticleThe moments I may have missed
October has been a full month. Friends have been ailing. My loved ones have had health scares. I’ve been busy at work. I’ve been busy at home, too, as Esteban and I have begun preparing our home for...
View ArticleWe’re going to be okay
Look at this photo. It was taken on Sunday during a rally in Minnesota. Source: Jonathan Ernst, Reuters For me this image hit too close to home, both literally and figuratively: This man could be my...
View ArticlePeace and goodwill to all
For the first time since I started this blog nine years ago, I’ve been blocked. I’ve wanted to show you the beauty of Arles, the season’s first snow, and the photos I shot last month in Florida. But it...
View ArticleSnapshots from the tundra
It’s been a wild weather week in Minnesota. Last Sunday the thermometer plunged to 25 below zero (-31.666 Celsius). As an exotic tropical import, I find this intolerable. I’ve never gotten used to my...
View ArticleMy theme for 2017: focus
After shooting some 15,000 frames in the past 12 months it took me a while to choose my 2016 Picture of the Year. But here it is, at last: Supermoon over Minneapolis. I know what you’re thinking. “IT’S...
View ArticleCrazed weasel in a hamster wheel
I was going to whine about how busy the past month has been (because it has felt like the writer’s equivalent of a puppy mill). But then I stumbled across this photo I shot in May and was reminded that...
View ArticleHow UNICEF sees refugees
Graphic created with images and posts compiled from UNICEF’s Twitter feed. All images copyright UNICEF. Read more about UNICEF’s work with refugees.
View ArticleDon’t put off saying “I love you.”
The first time I met Aunt Lisa, Esteban and I had rented a Plymouth Reliant in Queens and had driven it through rain and sleet almost 300 miles north to Lake Placid. I remember almost every mile thanks...
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