Month: October 2004

Night flight to San Francisco. Chase the moon across America. God, it’s been years since I was on a plane. When we hit 35,000 feet we’ll have reached the tropopause, the great belt of calm air, as close as I’ll ever get to the ozone. I dreamed we were there. The plane lept the tropopause, … [Read more…]

“Sometimes I think all my pictures are just pictures of me. My concernis…the human predicament; only what I consider the human predicament maysimply be my own.” –R.A.