Happy 2012. Fingers crossed for good luck! May all your choices be good ones. One of the first choices I made this year was to pick a word that would push me forward over the next twelve months. I chose LIVE. Inspired by LIVE, Tish Vallés, my life partner, produced a surprising YouTube video called [...]

What do any of us think about at when the night is over and we’re walking home alone? I took this picture on Saturday night just off Rue du St. Denis in Paris.

Tiny blue lights glow in nets above the bar. Joe pours drinks. It’s Friday night. The flamenco dancer snaps and spins across the floor. An older man serenades her in Spanish. His fingers feather the fretted neck. After the set, the night belongs to her. He understand this. It’s the music that makes them dream.

You’ve always traced your first love memories back  to when you kissed Barbara Newell on that June night she came from Kirkwood, Missouri and you both  cruised the Parkway until you found a dirt road, lit  a couple Marlboros and let the smoke above your eyes drift and curl into ivory air. You leaned into her hair and [...]