When we are forgiven, that means it’s as though it never happened. It’s not a “second chance” like a judge would see on your rap sheet with all your priors. It is as though the judge has a folder on you with no offenses.
This last weekend I met a really fun 83 year old cowboy outside Wimberley, Texas while teaching a photo workshop. His name is Jack Glover, but I like calling him "Cowboy Jack". As it turned out Cowboy Jack is Will Rogers cousin. At 83 , he had some wonderful stories from his life to share.... Continue Reading →
As I write this, my kind wife is driving us to Houston to take down a show I've had up for a month. I've been noticing the wildflowers are starting to make their way out and blooming everywhere. Spring has always been a season that reminds me to bloom where I am planted. Before I... Continue Reading →
Every year I produce a photo annual book of the best images I took the year before. Lately, I've been finalizing the 2010 edition and for some reason this image has been stuck in my head. It comes from a story my wife, Leslie (a writer) and I worked on for Texas Highways Magazine last... Continue Reading →
Photo Epistles 