Writer. Photographer. Just add water
Some of my best conversations are with my wife, Anita AKA Plastic Girl, in our kitchen… so we’ve turned one of our little chats into a podcast.
Continue reading “We Turned Our Kitchen Conversation Into a Podcast”
I have always felt like an outsider. This is not a lament or a statement to garner sympathy, it’s a simple observation. I feel different and people perceive my difference as something a little weird or strange. Continue reading “The Perfect Place for A Fringe Dweller”
Time – I never have enough of it, so I always seek to gain more of it. As I write this, I find myself with a surplus of time. I should be satisfied, luxuriating in my windfall, yet I’m frustrated. I’m holed up within a hostel, situated in the remote coastal town of Coral Bay. Continue reading “My Time-Out Torture”
When a whale beaches itself and dies, we treat it as a tragic mystery. Continue reading “Message in a Bottle”
There are two of me. The first, an adult, aware that any risk I take may leave my wife a widow and my children orphans. Continue reading “The Cave”
“Tim, take your hat off.” Continue reading “Who’s That Girl?”
You work too hard at your social media job. Continue reading “Phone It In (phone pics no longer suck)”
I cut my teeth with a camera not much bigger than a matchbox. In 2013, a tiny GoPro was the only underwater camera I could afford. Continue reading “Point and Shoot”
I’m unsettled. Since last Wednesday evening, I’ve been awash with the sense that I’m part of a tragedy. A big, blue tragedy. Continue reading “Feeling BLUE”
I associate summer in the southern hemisphere with a prickly, agitated longing. The mercury rises and all I can think about is the island. Continue reading “The Dog Days of Summer”