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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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I have finished a few new acrylic paintings… part 3…

These were requested by my two young cousins, when we visited them in the UK on our recent trip. The girls wanted, and I quote: “A rainbow monkey”, and “blue and purple flowers”, respectively. I did what I could.

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Where’s Arthur… a geographical mystery game… in which you try to figure out where I have been, using subtle hints… oh, who am I kidding, some of you already figured out I was in the UK, but do you know exactly where in the UK?… part 1…

I am giving better hints now.

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I have finished a few new acrylic paintings… part 2…

This one was commissioned by the same friend who wanted the bear with attitude from the last post. Required: Some tikis in a jungle, and some blue flowers. Green and blue, to match the colors in some room or other. … Continue reading

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I have finished a few new acrylic paintings… part 1…

This was commissioned by a friend, who wanted a Grateful Dead bear with attitude… and some very specific accoutrements. Then I took another photo of the same picture in different lighting. For whatever reason. And here is what it looked … Continue reading

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Where’s Arthur… a geographical mystery game… in which you try to figure out where I have been, using subtle hints hidden within photos I took while I was there… part 3…

So this first mystery place I visited had a creepy old castle. Think more Transylvania than Disneyland. But there were cool birds there. You can tell bad stuff happened to people here.

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