Attempts at Arrangement

i had a little less work to do one of the days this week, so rather than kip in a sunny chair i took Boreum out for a plod through my usual haunts & took the camera out. i find my eye drifts toward light & shape rather than the documentation of a going-on. i [...]

Baduk (바둑)

Baduk is what you may know as Chinese checkers/chess. i have absolutely no idea how to play this game but every summer, in the afternoons, men will gather on the 평상(pyeongsang, the platform in the picture, which i decided to use the Korean name for as, bench or platform, seemed like an awkward name for [...]

Ferry Terminal Soliloquy

Written during my recent crossing to Seoul, of which the previous poems Ikea & Sewol Tragedy are linked. Ferry Terminal Soliloquy The scent of ginseng candy wafts from old ladies’ mouths, rattles their false teeth, lubricates dry tongues & throats with spice. People pointedly serious about schedules & tickets their handshakes warm enough to incubate [...]

a mishmash of photographs

i've got a thing about windows— the depth of focus they offer is staggering at the correct angle. i thought i'd plaster a mish-mash of stuff here rather than focus on a particular style. i. am. so. tired. the. weeds. are. unending. but. i. love. them. somehow. they. help. my. concentration. studies. but. down. side. [...]

Argus Paul

i find myself getting more fixated on photography these days. i watch documentaries, rummage through blogs, journals, even in a waiting room, cafe, restaurant i thumb through mags at composition & framing; look with lenses at the world happening, thinking in photos. i am a perfect amateur, but i think i have been nipped by [...]