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Portraits with Cueball and Kenai
Britfur Cueball visited Holland this weekend, so when he and Kenai stopped by, we took the opportunity to head out to the park and capitalize on Spring’s much-delayed arrival with a nice portrait shoot.
Overpowering the sun with a single radio-triggered flash proved an interesting challenge, but with some Dutch ingenuity and Cueball’s energetic and ( Read more... ) -
Bunkers, in one word.
The unimportant town where I spent my teenage years wasn't a particularly adventure-laced place, which suited my sedentary sensibilities.
The council never licensed a coffeeshop so the kids had to score their weed from one-armed-Achmed-with-a-tattoo-on-his-stump around the back of the butcher's shop at night.
He was a really sweet guy, but he ( Read more... ) -
An urgent correction on the factual errors in my Sinterklaas exposé on the important subject of the
The name ‘Amerigo’ is quite recent, as it was the name of the police-horse ridden by Bram van der Vlugt, who portrayed the official Sinterklaas throughout my conscious lifetime. Amerigo carried the Sint during the second half of van der Vlugt’s twenty-year tenure. This period coincides with the saturation of Western culture with instant broadcast ( Read more... )
