I-Phone panoramic project.

Greenville, South Carolina. July 2010. Sweating in the heat and humidity. Photo by C. Degroot.

Live and Dead.

Live. Dead. A tree is a tree. I'll take them however...Live Redwoods. Big Sur, California. October 2009.

Oxford, UK. May 2010. Tree death #1.

Oxford, UK. May 2010. Tree death #2.

All photos by M.C.

Have an Ice-Cream

Diary excerpt. Istanbul, Turkey. 2007

...Our tour guide did very well promoting peace and commerce in the city. He kept pressing the fact that Istanbul (and Turkey in general) was welcoming to all religions except, oddly enough, "Satanists." Women had the choice to cover their heads, if not, it wasn't odd...We went to the Hagia Sofia first which was enormous: a good mix of Islam and Christianity. Outside, I took a photo of a soldier wielding a rifle, a dagger, and an Ice-Cream cone."

The Mediterranean Ocean, June 2007

An Isolated Scene

Waves sweeping diagonal

A crystal blue, translucent and hashing

The reflections of the sky

And you feel God.

An outcrop like a crown

The eternal fog like (ghosts)

Hide excrement of branded sheep

And it makes you want God.

The lights of a helicopter

Its blades compress sound

Suffering the foundation and

(for the survivors sake)

You hope to God.

To grab a rusted steel hinge

That imprisoned a living being

To hold it in your hand

And to let go

Makes you pray to God.

But to stare into the Sea,

To lay on a warm fault of stone,

Or be enveloped into the night,

Draws you away, and for a moment

You feel Nothing.

-M.C.

Definition: "Hungry Bum"

W.W.C.H.D?

The influx of unreadable emails I receive is simply amazing. Is it because we are in the age of the text message where communication has to be curtailed to fill only 160 figures (including marks of punctuation). Outside of texting, will it be possible for future generations to manually complete a sentence, finish a statement, or ask a comprehensible question. Is our language de-evolving?

"...In the next 40 years, there's going to be a larger demand than ever for people who can communicate with the written word, whatever format it takes. I don't think there's ever been a greater need for people to be able to write at a functional level, whether they're tapping on their computer keyboard or on their I-phone."

-Carl Hiaasen (Smithsonian Issue July/August 2010)

Dirt never smelled so good.

Ten days in the UK is never enough. Even with "English Weather," that whole, tiny little island remains one of the most beautiful places I've traveled to. This photo was taken on the only sunny day during our trip. Loughborough: rolling hills, crumbling stone abodes from who knows how many hundreds of years ago, and plot after plot of bright yellow rapeseed fields so bright it blinded you.

Behind this spot where we stood, I took a stroll through the maze of vegetation. The sun warmed me just enough, insects flew in and out of flowers too busy to be bothered, and at just the right spot I laid, face down, into the soil. There I took a deep breath. Dirt never smelled so good.