Archive for the ‘photography’ Category

My friend Benja Iglesis has started a blog. In and of itself it wouldn’t be of much interest, but the guy has been all over the world shooting some amazing photographs. He seems to always be at the right place at the right time to capture some amazing things… Aside from being a great photographer, he’s a genuine person whom I am lucky to count among my friends here on Maui. Check out his blog and say hello when you get a chance.
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In awe of Benja’s photography while listening to: Matisyahu – Sea to Sea
via FoxyTunes
My long neglected photo gallery has a new album… just some random things I see often. I know that I have once again been neglecting both my image gallery as well as this blog, and I wish I had a valid reason, but truth be told, I have been more bored with myself than I have been previously. In fact, this is the most uninteresting I think I have ever been. Aside from the random requests, I don’t get much traffic anymore and I would imagine my lack of commitment is to blame.
I had this whole post about children that was prompted by a recent visit to the public library, but then I decided against posting it because I realized I had gone over much of this before. I am starting to sound like a broken record, or worse, a broken shell of a man who is bitter, old and tired… The old guy that yells at kids for playing music too loud… or in this case, who yells at parents for letting their emotionally damaged 6 year old destroy a half dozen books because they are too pre-occupied to care. I digress.
Nothing seems interesting anymore. Someone should do something to push my buttons. Frank? Where are you?
The maui film festival recently ended, but not before I had a chance to take yet another in a long line of pictures of sunsets.
During the festival this year, we saw two relatively interesting films. The first was I Could Never Be Your Woman and the second was
La Môme, or as it is known in the US, La Vie En Rose.
I Could Never… is a May/December romance chick flick featuring Michelle Pfeiffer and Paul Rudd and La Mome is the life story of France’s most infamous export, Edith Piaf. Neither was as good as one would hope, but neither was horrible.
On another note, I just realized that I have been blogging in one form or another for near 7 years… that has to be some kind of record for me… in fact, this is the longest relationship of my life.