Independence Day

Interesting Times

Much has changed in America since I was a kid in the mid twentieth century. My life as a free-range child felt absolutely carefree. The 4th of July was about patriotism, parades and picnics. Now I know the world is a more complicated place where consequences intrude on childhood. Still those early memories shape the core of my understanding of who we are as a nation.

A century ago my family came to the new world in the aftermath of war in Europe. They made a choice to give up lives in the old world not knowing what may come. That decision gave me my place as an American. Thank You.

Happy Birthday USA

The Santa Profile

 

These days you can’t be too careful about trusting your holiday good wishes to just any elf that comes along. Is he the real deal? When in doubt it is always best to consult experts. Otherwise that jolly old gent might just turn out to be a porch pirate in disguise.

Being a child of the twentieth century sometimes my attitudes are a little out of the current mainstream. One area that bothers me is widespread surveillance of individuals and invasive cataloging of personal information. Perhaps I just need to go along and get along.

Memory

 

Memory is fascinating to me. It is at the core of each of us. Without it we lose the sense of self that makes us human.

This is the intro for a new slideshow I’m working on about memory and place. My idea is to illustrate three threads of memories about my experiences in Texas. The idea keeps evolving just like my memories so I’m not sure what the finished piece will include.