This morning I was subjected to a bus stop rapper, with his eyes closed, headphones blaring, he was dancing, and singing his profanity-laced lyrics at the top of his lungs. My picture for 01/10 is that rapper, using processing I tried to convey and highlight that experience.
My 11/28/25 postcard is a roadrunner standing tall on the roof of a car along…
My 11/27/25 postcard features a lone watermelon sitting in a yard along Ridgecrest, its green…
My 11/26/25 postcard features a single deep-red leaf, its surface full of tiny ridges and…
My 11/25/25 postcard features a dried, weathered flower head standing in a yard along Cardenas…
My 11/24/25 postcard comes from the third story of the Domenici Center, looking north toward…
My 11/23/25 postcard is a once-bright flower I found on Ridgecrest before a hailstorm forced…