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[vc_row css_animation="" row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="grid" angled_section="no" text_align="left" background_image_as_pattern="without_pattern" z_index=""][vc_column][vc_single_image image="597" img_size="large" alignment="center" qode_css_animation=""][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row css_animation="" row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" angled_section="no" text_align="left" background_image_as_pattern="without_pattern"][vc_column][vc_empty_space height="20px"][vc_column_text] Enter Paul Griffiths.  Paul has had a rough patch.   He left his home and country over three months ago for a four day freelance...

[vc_row css_animation="" row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="grid" angled_section="no" text_align="left" background_image_as_pattern="without_pattern" z_index=""][vc_column][vc_single_image image="587" img_size="large" alignment="center" qode_css_animation=""][vc_empty_space][vc_column_text] Bhavna was the youngest of four daughters, and in 1977, when she was two months old was given away to her aunt Bhama aunty out of sympathy.  Bhama aunty herself had never married. ...

[vc_row css_animation="" row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="grid" angled_section="no" text_align="left" background_image_as_pattern="without_pattern" z_index=""][vc_column][vc_single_image image="579" img_size="large" alignment="center" qode_css_animation=""][vc_empty_space height="20px"][vc_column_text] Most people lead full and happy lives without ever having their cat litter stolen from them.  While I can’t imagine that there are many legitimate motives for this sort of crime, I’ve...

[vc_row css_animation="" row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="grid" angled_section="no" text_align="left" background_image_as_pattern="without_pattern" z_index=""][vc_column][vc_single_image image="571" img_size="450x600" add_caption="yes" alignment="center" qode_css_animation=""][vc_empty_space height="20px"][vc_column_text] Out the front door and turn right. Head north up Lincoln Street toward Beach Avenue. Pass manicured lawn after manicured lawn and see the large tudors and dutch colonials nicely set...

[vc_row css_animation="" row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" angled_section="no" text_align="left" background_image_as_pattern="without_pattern"][vc_column][vc_single_image image="565" img_size="399x600" alignment="center" qode_css_animation=""][vc_empty_space height="20px"][vc_column_text] My fascination with women’s hats predates my self-awareness as a person.  I have no idea why from the age of 18 months old I started wearing them.  My mother insisted that this was...

[vc_row css_animation="" row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="grid" angled_section="no" text_align="left" background_image_as_pattern="without_pattern" z_index=""][vc_column][vc_single_image image="562" img_size="467x700" alignment="center" qode_css_animation=""][vc_empty_space height="20px"][vc_column_text] Lucille arrived at our front door one Christmas morning, unexpectedly for some, but very much coordinated by the rest of us.  It was my mother’s idea to introduce Lucille in this way. ...

[vc_row css_animation="" row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="grid" angled_section="no" text_align="left" background_image_as_pattern="without_pattern" css=".vc_custom_1589484557300{padding-bottom: 10px !important;}" z_index=""][vc_column][vc_single_image image="429" img_size="large" alignment="center" qode_css_animation=""][vc_empty_space][vc_column_text] New Mexico, October 1988.  The weather had finally cleared after days of cold rain now gave way to an amazingly sunny and crisp fall day.  The golden Aspen leaves shimmered...

[vc_column][/vc_column][vc_row css_animation="" row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="grid" angled_section="no" text_align="left" background_image_as_pattern="without_pattern" z_index=""][vc_column][vc_video link="https://vimeo.com/399730806" align="center"][vc_empty_space height="20px"][vc_column_text]That’s me on the street. [/vc_column_text][vc_empty_space height="20px"][vc_column_text] Actually, he’s kind of an unwitting surrogate of mine.  I saw in him my reflection, and I projected myself upon him at that moment.  I knew how the final...

[vc_row css_animation="" row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="grid" angled_section="no" text_align="left" background_image_as_pattern="without_pattern" z_index=""][vc_column][vc_single_image image="537" img_size="large" add_caption="yes" alignment="center" qode_css_animation=""][vc_empty_space height="20px"][vc_column_text] Umbrella Point is an idyllic setting in Manor Park on Long Island Sound in Larchmont,  New York, twenty-five miles north of Manhattan. It remains the crown jewel that exemplifies Larchmont’s privilege...

[vc_column][/vc_column][vc_row css_animation="" row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="grid" angled_section="no" text_align="left" background_image_as_pattern="without_pattern" z_index=""][vc_column][vc_video link="https://vimeo.com/349282249"][vc_empty_space height="20px"][vc_column_text] A few years ago I was in Hyderabad, India doing a video project for a company that was having great success in helping local farmers cope with climate change.  I was filming interviews with the...