I’m fascinated by the murals found in Buddhist temples. These are from Wat Phon Xay in Luang Prabang, Laos. Epic stories that I would like to read or learn more about.. The murals in this temple appear to be about Phra Malaya, a monk who through meditation visited the numerous heavens and hells in Buddhist […]
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Smoke rising out of the jungle, houses on stilts. Where are we? Ornate village temples, palm trees poking here and there out of lowland fields. Moving from Vietnam into Cambodia there is less Chinese influence and more Indian. The land opening up, less people and more cattle. This is a heavy place, something about it.. […]
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Communism is alive in Vietnam. I dig the old-school commie fashion sense, red and yellow on olive green, a look going back to revolutionary Russia. Propaganda speaks for itself.
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Near Mui Ne are areas of red and white dunes rising dramatically out of the countryside. I haven’t researched how they were formed, but they were fun to explore. At Fairy Spring we followed an ankle-deep stream for kilometers, red dunes and eroded features on one side contrasting with green jungle on the other.
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I’ve been thinking about it for years, planning, saving, preparing – now it has arrived. 6 months of personal leave from work to devote to other things, travel and creative pursuits. No more alarms, no more commutes – for a while. Just writing, artwork, bike riding, hiking, gardening, reading… The good stuff. Like my DJ […]
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The perfect Canadian winter day: -9 and sunny, hockey, beer. Pick-up hockey with friends at a neighborhood rink in Ottawa. Skating on the Rideau Canal during Winterlude. Beer at the WinterBrewed craft beer festival. We ended up at a pub showing an NHL game and enjoyed pints with a plate of poutine.
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We all ride the wheel of life. Some of us are at the edge. Does fortune, misfortune, karma pervade? Or is it just a physics of spinning balls, frictions, chance forces? Around and around. Who set the wheel spinning? Dagger thrower, water bearer, wagoneer, wizened elder, vigilante, searcher, crime scene investigator. What we must do, […]
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Here we are folks, the closing of the 13th Baktun… We’ve made it this far, who’s to say where we go from here? A day to consider our interwoven fates. Pictured is the Portal of Hadron, gateway for subatomic ghosts. Here’s wishing you a fabulous 14th Baktun!
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Poor old sad sack, couldn’t even…… you know. He slept out back. At a convent nestled in the alps in the Garden of Needing the Monsignor dines on pears, wine and emmentaler cheese surrounded by a bevy of nuns, unaware of an approaching coven of enchanted priestesses, dew of the Urchin running off their chins. The Judas […]
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We discovered a special place in the Gatineau Hills, at Meech Lake, with good views and good energy. Almost a sacred spot. A symbol came to me and named itself ‘quadrogram’. Nested diamonds, blue white and red. Weeks later I returned to mark that spot with a glyph of the quadrogram. Forest graffiti. Hopefully the tree […]
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