Some portraits not taken haunt me. A train conductor wearing the magenta uniform of the DB (Deutsche Bahn) standing past a glass door to the side of the Berlin Central Station. Buttons undone, he’s staring between his shoes, moving grains of gravel mixed with...
Do you know why attention is the most precious of our resources? Because it shapes the way we experience reality. Our frustrations, hopes, fears, dreams, and desires all stem from noticing that which we can’t ignore. There’s this exercise I call the...
From time to time, my brain teases me with an opening line, hoping I would pick it up from there. If your goal is to get better, quantity beats quality. Hours of deliberate practice beat moments of inspiration. Okay, let’s see where this takes us. I may have...
Once every year, with the precision and predictability of a swiss timekeeper, yours truly turns his attention away from all the failings of the human condition and, instead, immerses himself in the pursuit of spreading joy. Unfortunately, no red coats, white furs, or...
There is a special kind of ringing in your ears when you have to get up early after a whole night of talking, laughing, and drinking. The occasion was worth celebrating—the 1st anniversary of E.’s stem cell transplant. Whatever scientific trick the magicians at...
[See full image gallery] Konin is one of those places in Poland that no one visits, but everyone has heard about. Middle of nowhere. What remains of a mining town after there’s nothing left to mine. The ugliest place in Poland. Used to have 100,000 inhabitants,...
