School Lunch for 35,000
Sep13

School Lunch for 35,000

Jason Morse was following a narrow snow path to his neighbor’s house for Sunday brunch.  It was one of those crunchy, my-breath-almost-froze-in-front-of-my-face Minnesota winters. The couple treated him like their grandson. Using their finest silverware, silver pitchers and china they covered the large dining room table with pastries and salads, meats and vegetables.  It was all very elegant. Jason watched his reflection move up and...

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The Lone Man
Aug07

The Lone Man

Something flows through the work of fine art photographer Cole Thompson.  It is a current from secret, obscure shadow to revealing, engaging light.  It circulates like blood flowing in ones veins, or, like warmth from the sun. Thompson often finds the edge between shadow and light, moving away to a place of solitude, examining the place without distraction, interruption or…It is so vast and yet reachable, a place where inspiration...

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An Irish Storyteller
Jul18

An Irish Storyteller

In the town of Ballybay, in the County of Monaghan, four roads converge beside Lough Mór. The Dromore River meanders south of this Irish town. Tommy Makem, The Godfather of Irish Music, sang about a young lass in Ballybay who had a wooden leg to which she tied a string and played it like a fiddle. Along Clones Road sat an old nursing home where another storyteller was born in 1951. A nun wrapped the infant, Mick Bolger, in a blanket...

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Jesus in my knapsack
Jul04

Jesus in my knapsack

    Lawrence Egan is fluent in Spanish but his Queens, New York, accent still comes through. His second-generation Irish father was not enthused about Larry becoming a priest.  He became decidedly less enthused when Egan told his parents he had signed up to be a Maryknoll missionary. Father Egan arrived in Guatemala in 1964, just as the anti-government revolutionary movement was beginning and as the government was increasing its...

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Cowboy rhymes with thyme
Jun11

Cowboy rhymes with thyme

  Cowboys driving cattle after the Civil War cooked on hot, smoky coals and recited homemade poetry.  They flavored their beans with molasses and stories.  The chuckwagon was the kitchen cabinet.  Poems were the entertainment.  Mix in some rain and dust, add a heavy dose of lonesome, and a pinch of Irish storytelling, Scottish seafaring, Mexican horsemanship and African improvisation and you have the original recipe. John Schaffner...

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A Mount Evans fixture
Jun02

A Mount Evans fixture

 Karl Snyder has been driving from Boulder, Colorado (5,430 ft above sea level) to the top of Mount Evans (14,264 feet ASL) to shoot photographs ever since he got his first driver’s license way back when.  The Forest Service rangers know him.  The staff at the Echo Lake Lodge know him.  And anyone who has searched the Internet for information on the trip up the highest paved road in North America knows his website. Coming out of the...

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