Tag Archives: Grayson Capps

Paradise Right Here*

It was still dark as I pulled onto the highway and turned east. There, in the lightening sky hung venus Read More →

The Face of Love

The sand is cold from a night of darkness. Starlight is still embedded in the crystalline grains. It lingers as Read More →

On Being Real

Masks make me uncomfortable. Not costumed masks but those invisible masks humans create to hide the truth of their being. Read More →

Living Out LOUD!

With a foggy head from an after-midnight arrival back on the coast, I sat processing images at the iMac control Read More →

Magic Cauldron

Opening concert of the Frog Pond season and the torrential rainfall, the flash floods, the get-out-your-waders event simply didn’t happen, Read More →

Music of the Spheres

The live oak tree forest was quiet and tucked away from the busyness of life yet held an outdoor stage Read More →

Who Squealed Louder?

A balmy 97% humidity made it feel as if I was paddling my SUP board through water instead of on Read More →

Soul Full of Music

The morning began with a journey through my musical past as I pondered a question posed by a Facebook friend: Read More →

Where the Wild Things Are

As I was photographing the musicians at Blue Moon Farm last weekend I realized that I was actually enjoying connecting Read More →