Music is a beautiful thing; art is a beautiful thing... but it really only comes to life when people become a part of it.

Self Portrait as an artist!

It's not quite winter but it's coming. You know it by the life that's retracting from the outside world... as the cold trickles upon us. Lake Ontario from a little village off the 81.

Keep The Light Burning

After we spent the day at the recording studio, emptied our souls, made some music for hours and hours... there is a smile on everyone's face and the engineer turns off the gear... reluctantly ending the night. The musicians walk out and all they can think of is to keep the night going. So the only thing to do is to sit outside the car and pour out more and more songs until a somber quietness settles over the gang. I got to bed and as I lay there falling into a slumber, I think... I am glad to be here - proud to be alive, and then I make myself a promise... 'keep the light burning'!

Thanks John Carrol, Tia and Pierre Chretien for the music and the dream in this picture... Keep the Light Burning!

The Beach Shack

Cape Cod's beaches are as serene as they are mysterious. It's long arm reaches through banks of sands and beaches that seem to go on forever... melding into the endless ocean waters. Only the residents will tell you of the cape's bare season. In the days of summer, the cape is full of life. A grown up kid's dream... and a child's dream too. But when the winds start blowing from the north and bluefish near the end of their feed, a curious thing happens. People migrate faster than the birds and fish do. The cape becomes somewhat of a lonely place, all of a sudden you become aware of all its space. Near Province Town, a half hour walk from the 28 to the ocean reveals a small village of beach shacks like this one. With a warm wind and a sky of eternity, I wish that one day maybe you and I can have our own grain of sand in New England's 'never never land'.

Otha's Stables

Otha Turner was a farmer born in 1907. He led a simple and meaningful life people say. In the heart of the Mississippi, here is my favorite shot of Otha's Stables. Two beautiful horses reside here. Horses that grew up with the sound of Fife and Drum.

Mississippi... knows how to party!

Otha Turner started a tradition in Senatobia, Mississippi. Every late august weekend, the tradition comes alive. Standing right in the middle of it, I looked around and everyone was either dancing and had a big grin on their face. A sense of deep tradition and seriousness made the experience quite profound. Here is one of the drummers.