Remarkable to watch your web presence blossom in the past year. Where's your spectacular abandoned hotel series? Oh there it is, the Ambassador one down toward the bottom. What else is in here... oh look...

I remember sitting in the theater beside a young girl who sometimes wept at the sad parts but definitely always stayed to read all the credits. More photos please! More documentary work, pretty please, please!

Make believe one small black squirrel creeps up to place an acorn at your toe, then vanishes back into the mythical trees. You were right the first time all along.

P.S. I'm cooking actual chicken soup tonight. Will raise you a cup. Rice or stars?