For those of you who haven’t encountered Art Cars before, They look sort of like this, sometimes. Imagine if you will an automobile (ranging from fairly new to very old, very broken, and barely functional, about six or eight steps past “jalopy”) acquired by a human (ranging from barely able …
Rumors of our demise are somewhat overstated. But the next piece here has some learning and some more research to be done, so it’s taking longer than I thought. Learning comes slower these days; I think my brain’s getting full. Or stuck. Or something. Anyway, here’s a sneak preview. And …
Decided last week that cabin fever was settling in and I needed to get out again, so I sorted through the various events and places on my “gotta do this sometime” list and eventually settled on A Plan. In Four Parts. Part One: catch the time machine back to the …
When the Texian Army swarmed the Mexican camp at San Jacinto, the afternoon of April 21, 1836, they terrified the Mexican soldados with the battle cry, “Remember the Alamo! Remember La Bahia! Remember Goliad!” Few Texans (or USians, really) have ever forgotten the Alamo – there are books and novels …
(Or words to that effect, since I don’t speak Mandarin…) The actual translation is more or less “Best wishes and Congratulations. Have a prosperous and good year.” So we’ll go with that. I changed direction last week and took cameras to the Lunar New Year Festival at Viet Hoa Center …
It’s like St. Patrick’s Day, but without the green beer. It’s what a national holiday looks like when it’s celebrated in another country by large groups of people, most of whom have at best a marginal tie to the Auld Sod or La Patria Hermosa. In short, it’s an excuse …
Galveston, Texas, 19 June 1865 Major-General Gordon Granger, USA, arrives in Galveston to assume command of the Federal Department of Texas. Within hours, he announces, via General Order #3, that slavery has ended in Texas and that all formerly enslaved persons are now free. “The people of Texas are informed …
I made it about 50 yards before they got me. I’d stopped by the side of a food booth, which was selling things I couldn’t pronounce, talking with a elderly gent I’d met somewhere before. We were both trying to sort out “where do we know each other from?” when, …
Went to MECA yesterday for the Dia de los Muertos festival. Took Cameras. And Pictures You should look. Some of them are fairly nice. Words may follow once I’ve recovered from my own cooking. !
Spring is festival season in Houston, and this afternoon I’m hitting the 7th Annual Polish Festival at Our Lady of Czestochowa Church in West Houston. I’ve been meaning to do this one since festival year two – I’m only a little behind. It’s somewhat unfortunate that I’m primarily a photographer. …