Orange Peels from Battery Pointe Dr.

I'm beginning to look more at images I've made in the past. Images from the point that I realized my love for imagery was consuming, motivating and an opening, and always an excuse, to ask as many questions as I'd like.

I am calling these images Orange Peels, in an effort to relate to my Florida upbringing. I realize these images, each a peel, are a part of a whole - my continually adapting vision. It should be noted that most of these images are not vision defining works, but images that strike me from a particular time in my life and/or relating to my current affairs. ###



I recently moved into my temporary digs in Brooklyn. This, if my math is correct, is my sixth address in the last 16 months; which makes it difficult to keep my room in a particular fashion with the constant moving. I keep my walls bare with the skipping around. This image reminds me of how I kept my room before I moved from Orlando.

A palm tree shaped french board, prints from my best of friends and a Jimmy Buffett concert poster from a show in Miami during the mid-1980s was all I needed.

A throwback to summer

I love Matthew Barrett

My brother is off in the Appalachians being a champ.

This is post 100.

Late summer sky

...along the National Mall in Washington DC before the showing of 'Bonnie and Clyde' (1967) to close out the Screen on the Green season on August 2.

Brooklyn Biker

...along Flushing Avenue on Friday.

Brother Lawrence

...in his bedroom at the Cistercian Monastery in Irving, Texas.

Read Avi Selk's story here.

McFeast of McChicken

50 chicken nuggets were stuffed down in one sitting. The doldrums of summer on a college campus I suppose.

The sun takes forever to set...

...on Long Island in the summer.

I don't know if has been the endless lacrosse playing, rolling around in the grass, watching the fire flies or eating the world best bagels, but I wish I found out about Long Island sooner.

I owe much to Matt and Michelle for bringing me out there for a large portion of the last month. Among the many Florida licenses plates I feel close to home, and of course among the compassion and joy.

This song has nothing to do with Long Island, but I found the lyric otherwise proper:

"Makin' points with the stewardess high over long island sound
Shes also spending some time on the island
Too much city madness gives her the blues
They make a date to go dancin' and dinin'."
-Jimmy Buffett; The Weather Is Here, I Wish You Were Beautiful

"I've got my toes in the water..."

Just an average day living across the street from a major hospital.

It is closer than I thought