One of my favorite movies of all times is One Night On Earth. It’s a cinematic dream of just how connected we are as a species and all the synchronicity that life flings at us. The movie is a collection of five stories involving cab drivers in five different cities from around the world. Which is a causal or persuasive link to my nocturnal behavior of getting out of bed, grabbing my camera and climb behind the steering wheel of my KIA and drive. I actually like driving late at night. When I say late, I don’t mean 10 PM, or even midnight – I mean like the witching hours from 2 am to sunrise. There is no other time of day where you can see typically the most congested street completely empty. It’s like being teleported as the last man on earth. A bat maneuvering in the dark, it uses a process called echolocation. Echolocation refers to the process of using echoes and sound waves to navigate around objects. For my excursion into the great Basin of Los Angeles, I too use echolocation in the form of music to tap into the auditory cortex of my brain and beyond to the “seat of the soul” the pineal gland. The music dictates when I should proceed straight ahead or turn left or right. Tonight’s soundtrack is “A Perfect Place” a Morricone-esque soundtrack by Mike Patton. Ready set go! Among the endless metaphors for life, a road is perhaps one of the best. There’s times for speed, times for caution and times to stop. Ahead, the lights of a psychic storefront beckon me to take time to stop and enjoy the cold Pink’s hotdog I picked up earlier. This is A Perfect Place for my One Night On Earth.
There has been a paradigm shift in my work as a freelance photojournalist. The curtain of time has slowly been closing in on my life’s work. I am to believe that my prime has passed and my glory days are over. I’ve even been told that I am not millennial enough. But, as fellow photographer David Carol put it best: ‘No, I can’t think about my own death. It will happen, and I’m sure it will interrupt something I’m doing. At least, I hope it does.’ So heeding David’s words, I have no desire in retiring and until the day that I exit for the cosmos, I will create my own assignments on my own dime. How important is this you may ask ? For sometime I have witnessed the insidious disease of Oligarchy transmute our Democracy. I worry for my son and daughter, my grandchildren and future generations as the prospect of this social cancer kills the light of democracy. My skillset as a photographer is what I can contribute to stop this affliction to our society.
Inspired by James Natchtwey words, I heard the call and started using my skillset and give back to society. His words so resonated with me that I keep of copy of his speech on my iPhone, which I would like to share with you now.
Let My Photographs Bear Witness: “The war in Vietnam was raging; the Civil Rights Movement was under way; and pictures had a powerful influence on me. Our political and military leaders were telling us one thing, and photographers were telling us another. I believed the photographers, and so did millions of other Americans. Their images fueled resistance to the war and to racism. They not only recorded history; they helped change the course of history. Their pictures became part of our collective consciousness and, as consciousness evolved into a shared sense of conscience, change became not only possible, but inevitable. Visual journalism, can bring into focus both the benefits and the cost of political policies. It can give credit to sound decision-making, adding momentum to success. In the face of poor political judgment or political inaction, it becomes a kind of intervention, assessing the damage and asking us to reassess our behavior. It puts a human face on issues which from afar can appear abstract or ideological or monumental in their global impact. What happens at ground level, far from the halls of power, happens to ordinary citizens one by one.”
–James Natchtwey, Ted Talk 2007
Unaplolgetic, I publicly announce my love to my wearer. We are hard-wearing and tightly weaved in this life. Pay no attention to the transcending of receding cotton threads, or the lack of blue contours that have lost their constitutional condition. So don’t abandon me now, for I too have toiled with you my friend. We have been down many roads and have collected many rips, brusies, soil and stains. Our souls are made of denim, I am your faithful indigo friend.
The White Desert covers more than 2.8 million square kilometers, this vast desert starts at the western banks of the Nile and continues into Libya and contains five isolated, but thriving, oases: Kharga, Dakhla, Farafra, Bahariyya and Siwa.
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Sikhism preaches that people of different races, religions, or sex are all equal in the eyes of God. It teaches the full equality of men and women. Women can participate in any religious function or perform any Sikh ceremony or lead the congregation in prayer.
Serving Kindness, honors Sikh teachings of selfless service and equality through langar, which is a free community kitchen. In Sikh tradition divisions based on differences and status of religions, caste, color, age, gender and social status are removed to make way for sharing, community, inclusiveness and oneness.
Sikhs have lived in America for more than 150 years, helped build the Transcontinental Railroad, served valiantly in every major world war, stood at the forefront of civil rights struggles, and were first responders on 9/11. Even though Sikhism is a distinct religion from Islam, many Americans either confuse Sikhs and Muslims.
Although there’s been no official crowd count, Mayor Eric Garcetti tweeted that 600,000 people attended the Women’s March 2018 in Los Angeles.
In the heart of the belt buckle of the Bible belt stands a 19-story steel cross surrounded by the 14 stations of Christ with a display of the crucifixion of Chris. Located between Interstate 40 and old Route 66 in Groom, Texas. Souvenir gift shop open 9am to 5pm, closed on Sundays.
Have you ever walked along a shoreline, only to have your footprints washed away? That’s what Alzheimer’s is like. The waves erase the marks we leave behind, all the sand castles. Some days are better than others.
Today, I took mom for an Italian dinner and a drive around her home town of Tulsa, Oklahoma.
Off the I-40 Holbrook, Arizona