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Pages while visiting family and friends in Germany, France, and Switzerland while roaming with Maria in our little black French Citroen car...passing picturesque cathedrals, solemn World War One and Two battlefields and cemeteries, getting thrown ont... 

Pages while visiting family and friends in Germany, France, and Switzerland while roaming with Maria in our little black French Citroen car...passing picturesque cathedrals, solemn World War One and Two battlefields and cemeteries, getting thrown ont... 

In our world of social media, it seems like every person of note is taken down a notch through scandal or corruption. In the past, some of these "icons" were protected by journalists but that is nearly impossible now. This new transparency is welcome... 

In our world of social media, it seems like every person of note is taken down a notch through scandal or corruption. In the past, some of these "icons" were protected by journalists but that is nearly impossible now. This new transparency is welcome... 

flashback to road trips...Maria behind the wheel of a Peugeot or Opel...drinking espresso and cappuccino...wandering around back roads and villages...becoming engulfed in a sea of sheep on the highway...getting stuck in a busy roundabout and not bein... 

The weather continues to cooperate here in December...quite a difference from last winter...I've had to battle a few sprinkles on my walks but overall I can't complain. I remember the first time my mother-in-law came to visit us here and saw a graine... 

Maria and I usually hash out some of the world's problems every morning....of course, nothing is resolved through the news and media with our added expertise....still, many of my creative works evolve out of these conversations.  

Assisted living can be so much like going back to college dorm life. The residents hang out, each meals together, and still endure all the dramas that "twenty somethings" experience.  

As the US continues to try to privatize everything in site, mounds of documents and data are required to prove findings...it's enough to make me feel like I'm actually living in Terry Gilliam's film, "Brazil" at times with a touch of George Orwell th... 

I was a weird kid...while others wanted to go to Disneyworld, I wanted to go to Civil War battlefields. My uncle was a big Civil War buff and I even took my dad's rifle that had been used in the Civil War and passed down through the family to "Show-... 

It's hard to be a kid...looking at uncertain futures, endless high stakes testing, insane college tuitions, and watching the History and Discovery channels and seeing just how many ways the world could end tomorrow....the list goes on. It's no wonder... 

A collage of my sketches while living in Taiwan in the 1990s...it's funny how my dreams over there were often about the US and now I frequently dream about there...this part in my sketchbook recalls my motorcycle rides through the morning markets bef... 

When we're young, the ones seen as different are often considered "out of the loop"....as we age, those that still seem to march to the beat of a different drummer become "eccentric"...hang in there, all of those that sometimes feel at odds with the ... 

Not long from now, many will look back to old distorted and corrupted files from social media and see images that have been partially ruined through the passage of time. Our descendants will laugh at us just the same as when we look back at 8-track t... 

TBT....a 48 x 36 inch oil on canvas from Georgetown when I lived in the DC area as a 23-year-old. I was working as an illustrator but wasn't ready to settle down in a specific location...I remember my boss telling me, "James, this is where we see yo... 

Election season has been long and hard to listen to...as usual. Promises made and people smeared. In the US, the divide in the US continues to get wider not only between the rich and poor but also between political parties. Anyway, this image was mad... 

As one leaves the plains and prairielands from Kansas into Colorado, the Rocky Mountains begin to make themselves present. It starts gradually with outcroppings such as this until the steep terrain becomes very dramatic. The open expanse with no peop... 

Working from a sketchbook and imagination, this piece recalls a lucid memory of our drive from the Madrid airport to Barcelona one winter break....we were completely jet lagged but kept ourselves awake by listening to the station Maxima FM with the w... 

"Colonialism is the establishment and/or exploitation of people in one territory by people from another territory. Historically, it is a set of unequal relationships between the colonial power and often between the colonists and the indigenous popula... 

Fortune tellers or soothsayers are in just about every culture. One particular fortune teller read my palm once in Taiwan and got very interested about my future prospects once she learned that my father was born in the year of the dragon…when it was... 

During solo travel, there's often a chance to meet various people on trains, planes, and boats....engaging in conversation that will never go beyond that place and time...yet somehow, some of the words remain in our minds despite the fact that we've ... 

One of my first exposures to art cinema and foreign film long ago was the 1975 movie directed by Peter Weir, “Picnic at Hanging Rock”….like books, film has always had a big influence for me and this particular movie set an atmosphere that I’m sure ha... 

When I was small, I used to look at the texture in the carpet or the way light shined on certain objects to find “things” that may be lurking…much the way one can find shapes in clouds on a summer day. As it turns out, Maria did the same thing as a c... 

During our travels out west this summer, we came upon many places that was of interest...but the Badlands was one that still sort of lingers in our minds. Maria came walking into this piece...we ended up a little lost and driving around the Lakota r... 

I spent nearly seven years teaching and studying in Taiwan in my twenties. During that time, I was able to travel to places in Asia that still enter my thoughts in the work. I didn't get a degree for this experience but I received many memories tha... 

I read most of Kurt Vonnegut's books when I was younger. His use of "time tripping" has always been an interest of me. Using anachronism is also important for my memories and mixing time periods and culture out of sequence. After my mother's death... 

I walk every night about 2.5 miles. As I live near a state park, I often see deer run since the farmers are now cutting the fields. Last night, I came across a mother with her fawn...I stopped and didn't move...and the deer came about 25 feet away fr... 

This piece started out with an experience I had when I first moved to Taiwan as a young man...there was often mahjong being played where I lived and sometimes these "matches" would last for 2-3 days with much money riding on the result. The sounds a... 

Scooters, bicycles, and motorcycles have provided my transportation around county roads and in foreign countries. When I was younger, I couldn't wait to see places like Paris, Rome, and Tokyo. As I grew older, my interest shifted to small villages ... 

After my first trip abroad to Japan many moons ago, I began taking a sketchbook every place I travelled to...and this continues today. I work from observation, memory, and the photos that I take along the way. Everything thing that I produce starts... 

How to start a blog....always difficult for me since I've been taught forever not to give viewers my opinions about the work I complete. I was always instructed to let viewers form their own viewpoints when looking at my images. Well, things have c...