Bim Selah Bim, and it Takes Off!

I hope you like this one, honey. (The colors are darker in person.)

Ayaspohia Self-Portrait

First it's a church, then it's a mosque, now it's a cultural monument to all Turkey. An impressive resume, really.

I Am So Smart, S-M-R-T

I love these wrought iron security bars in the windows in Istanbul. Where are they mostly? In front of banks. Guess how many seconds it takes for me to asked by security guards to move along. Less than 30. Hey, nice gun!











































You ever been in a Turkish prison, Jimmy?

Stop this Ride, I Want to Get Off!

Lawdy Dawdy . . .

Who likes to pahtee,
in a 4th Century cistern, smah-tee?
The blurry man, the furry man,















the dude in plaid pants,
















I get so excited,
like a dervish we will dance.

Why is this man smiling?

photo credit: Søren Bang

It's because he's in love.

Fractured Reflections

I keep trying to take a picture of myself in action, but I have found that trying to capture my self-portrait is as elusive as the snipe, or even the basilisk.
















I know I'm in here somewhere . . .
















I think I can see my knuckle in this one somewhere. Maybe I'm not here after all.
















Wait! That might be me. I DO exist! I DO!