Ise — The fence you see is wood hewn from hinoki1. This hinoki fence glowed. It was unnaturally smooth to the touch. The sort of smooth you want to take your face to, to push your cheek against and close your eyes and … no no no, you stop yourself. You don’t want to be scolded by a priest. The posts, also glowing, anchoring the boards, were so round as to feel they had sprouted from the ground just lik...
Tokyo — Some years ago, I was walking in Meiji Jingu with some friends and a Indian man came to us and ask “where he could find God” in Japan, since in that shrine there was no god. We told him maybe Kamakura...
Istanbul — Today is the first day of Eid al-Adha, “The Sacrifice Bayram” in Turkey. In homage to the prophet Abraham, who was willing to sacrifice his own son for God, people gather in the streets and slaughter ...
The wishing tree
See Me For Who I Am
Always look up. (Ongoing series.)
Your Eyes are Mine Eyes
We were in Kairos whenever we were in the studio and in Kronos whenever we left it.
I've had some of the most intimate conversations with my dad recently, as he waits to get out of hospital.
Another kind of hidden temple
I'm a bit of a homebody.
No matter your beliefs, you can feel something there.
An inelaborate laybrinth.
No head Buddha
Happy new year! Takao-San crew 2014
Inside ... The temple
Hugs for trees
"And the legend says you shall come back where you once were born. Or there where you once died."
Always look up.
No way out!
One of Kyoto's many beauties - random temples on virtually every block.
A wall of hinoki
The monk flutist
Three legged crows
He always practices now.
The sacrifice holiday
Mary's audience pt. 2
My physiotherapist's wife must love purple.
Lines and light
Every Sunday, a Rock Hill congregation worships in the courtroom of an old federal building; nobody sits in the judge's seat.
Babies and grapes.