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These photos were taken across from the State Farm Arena and the Mercedes Benz Stadium in Atlanta, GA. Protestors supporting President Elect Biden and President Trump position themselves on opposite sides of the street. As tensions continue to grow, two African American men walk up with makeshift instruments. Without hesitation, they find an open spot,... Continue Reading →
Creative writing about real issues of life. She is pacing back and forth outside of the historical church doors. It is a cold brisk night with few people moving around. The weather has kept most people inside. The church is empty as the time for churchgoers has long passed. Now standing facing the church doors the... Continue Reading →
Great Reflection during this time of crisis. Lake Lanier Atlanta, GA. Be safe!
She is a beautiful vivid flower that requires blooming. She stands out in the box of closed minds. She withers in the presence of weeds that smother her roots and stunts her growth. The soil that is to nurture her is filled with foreign unfamiliar objects that her young roots do not understand. But she... Continue Reading →
It was the summer of 2018 in Atlanta, GA. To be exact it was Saturday, July 21st. Tourists from all over the country were visiting the Historical Martin Luther King Site. Local business owners and their patrons are moving about. The locals are sitting outside chatting and enjoying the day. It really was a lovely... Continue Reading →
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Can you believe another year has passed? Not sure about you but I truly believe time moves faster the older I get. I think about my younger self when I felt I had all the time in the world. We would sit around talking and laughing for hours into the night without a thought about... Continue Reading →
Many thanks to this gentleman for allowing me to use his image. May his life be blessed! This is truly one of my favorite portraits. Our sons are the old men that they will one day become. (repost) As I looked into his eyes, I could not help but wonder his past and future. I... Continue Reading →
