I spend time in London more than many of my U.S. friends. I hang on every word that is uttered by my friends in London. I have a small library of books on London. I have a predilection to everything London. I ponder the last decade and the times I’ve spent there. I go there …

A Haviland pot shard smaller than a penny. It’s glaze and thinness stood out on the shoreline of a tiny little lake (Lake Okabena) in the middle of the expansive Great Plains of North America. The small town hadn’t even been in existence when the Haviland’s started their pottery and porcelain business. The French Company …

A Statue of Liberty Beckons He cruises past me with a broad smile on his face. He is lying flat on his skateboard pumping the ground, the bituminous recreational trail. He is a 12 year old from Nicaragua and a new found resident of my community. His family has fled their native homeland to seek …

A number of years ago we were exhibiting in the South West U.S. and on our return trip we spent some time at the Taos (NM.) Mountain Film Festival. There we met Dr. Mark Plotkin and watched the premier of his documentary “The Shamans Apprentice”. Dr. Plotkin is an ethnobotanist from Harvard and has spent …

Much of our lives are spent in the moment, we toil, we strive, we engage, we gossip, another month arrives we pay our bills and then we start over again. Much of our society hasn’t the time or patience to consider who we are?, what we do?, where we come from?, where we have been? …

I’ve grown up with a common name for my age group. “Bill”, so common I’ve come to realize that many times at restaurants I get over looked. I’m a fella with a rather mild mannered demeanor and in a large crowd that is waiting to get a table I often seem to be overlooked, more …

I lament for the people that have a quick and simple answer to our societal and political problems. I grew up in a family of people that revered science and they readily acknowledged the notion that there is a lot of grey (gray) in a society that wants nothing more than BLACK AND WHITE. Some …

Part Two – Civil Unrest and the Death of Innocence – St. Paul & Minneapolis The thousands of peaceful protests have ended, the people have gone home.   The looters and rioters have vented their anger mostly in the dark of the night, they too have gone home. The television stations have the option to …

I awake from a sound sleep and I hear gun fire, lots of gun fire. I know what gun fire sounds like and it doesn’t sound like fireworks. It sounds like it is a couple of blocks away… so I fall back asleep. They most likely won’t come my way. I live in the U.S.A. …