Category Archives: My travels

Shhhhhhhh…

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Look, I know people are not particularly interested in my vacation photos, so rather than typing up little personal observations, historic backstory, my own thoughts and emotions upon interacting with thousands of years of history and great works of art, critiquing the current culture and its fashion sense, relating the heartwarming stories of all the dogs I met, recalling locals that I met with whom I struck up a conversation and learned a more intimate insight into everyday life- (okay, most of the people I interacted with were the owners of all those dogs I was petting, and I felt that it would be awkward not to talk to them while I did it.)- or indulgently going on about my amazing family, I am just going to show the rest of the really good photos of London and Windsor Castle and some stuff without all the annoying words.

Until we get to the Cotswolds, then all bets are off.

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This tiny wooden sailboat took part in the Dunkirk evacuation of the surrounded British and French forces that were trapped between the frigid English Channel and the advancing German army and air force in the early, dark days of World War 2…

The British Navy was stretched thin, fighting against both the Germans and the Japanese all over the globe. Big ships could not approach the French beaches without running aground. Soldiers were forced to try to swim out to the nearest … Continue reading

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Buckingham Palace and Windsor Castle… (or); If you live in big house full of expensive stuff, you need a good security system…

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And now, in this stressful, malodorous, contentious, stage of human history, as we all ballet dance across a thin layer of pond scum that is all that keeps us above the festering, rancid, turbulent swamp that has been, not drained, but rather restocked and replenished with new and ever more abhorrent forms of mutated, soulless bottom-feeders that live on the despair and decomposing, corrupted, fetid remains of our hopes and dreams, I offer you a few humble photos, to wash the taste of reality from your minds, if only for a brief moment…

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Well, I am still trying to save space on this blog by not posting as many pictures as I used to, because, as I have said, I am out of space, and I only have two options; I can delete old photos as I post new ones, which destroys the idea of this being a history of my life and art that will live on after me, or I can give our hosting overlords a lot more money, continually, and I am not prepared to do that, thank you very much… so here are two carefully selected pictures of the many I still have from my road trip along the West Coast…

I am proud of that shot. That is a nice wildlife study. Those guys are not sharing a good laugh. They are about to battle it out.

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There and back again, (from San Diego to the other side of Oregon)… a human’s journey… part 2…

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So, there is a lot going on, and this is going to get confusing… even for me…

I am calling these two acrylic paintings done! But I am also still sharing the photos of my trip to Oregon. So, more pictures of Crater Lake. So, see you around, I hope.

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There and back again, (from San Diego to the other side of Oregon)… a human’s journey…

I drove up to see the kids. It was a heck of a road trip. All kinds of weather, all kinds of animals. All kinds of adventure. Oh, but need I remind you that I have filled up my blog-memory, … Continue reading

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I have been doing… uh… stuff… part 5… (or): America; Big, inviting, and just a little bit racist…

The drive between San Diego and New Mexico, or, in this case, back from New Mexico to San Diego, is not all desert. You get into lovely forests around Flagstaff, Arizona. There are fields sprinkled with wildflowers. That being said, … Continue reading

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