Lenslinger
A Job To Do
On this Thanksgiving Day, I’m grateful that my old friend Rick Portier is writing again. Then again, I suspect the artist formerly known as Turdpolisher never stopped writing – he simply stopped sharing as much. But when personal loss collides with pro…
Read More →A Job To Do
On this Thanksgiving Day, I’m grateful that my old friend Rick Portier is writing again. Then again, I suspect the artist formerly known as Turdpolisher never stopped writing – he simply stopped sharing as much. But when personal loss collides with pro…
Read More →Riders on the Storm
Plunder the rubble of fresh calamity and you won’t find any answers. Just ask anyone who’s watched a widow pick through her broken home or seen a senior citizen call a soggy cot home for more than a fortnight. No doubt about it, that Mother Nature’s a…
Read More →Riders on the Storm
Plunder the rubble of fresh calamity and you won’t find any answers. Just ask anyone who’s watched a widow pick through her broken home or seen a senior citizen call a soggy cot home for more than a fortnight. No doubt about it, that Mother Nature’s a…
Read More →Some Kind of Monster
In an industry that keeps hiring younger and cheaper, it’s almost impossible to age gracefully. And while I’m no longer the Velociphotog I was once was, I’m not quite to the Schleposaurus stage. So while I decide whether to chase another news story ont…
Read More →Some Kind of Monster
In an industry that keeps hiring younger and cheaper, it’s almost impossible to age gracefully. And while I’m no longer the Velociphotog I was once was, I’m not quite to the Schleposaurus stage. So while I decide whether to chase another news story ont…
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