look at the eyes

look at the eyes

i noticed this after i was processing the photos, all the different eyes looking through the lens at you. The lens, a time-machine portal forever …

 

sometimes i find i can’t turn away from the faces. Sometimes i see the faces cannot turn to me.

sometimes i find i can’t turn away from the faces. Sometimes i see the faces cannot turn to me.

Showing you one image can be difficult because I do not want you to misunderstand. In one image a face is downturned and you think …

 

the big gourd heart in haiti

the big gourd heart in haiti

She smiles and it is like she has a big gourd of a heart watering the joy of her face and spilling out into the …

 

haiti post op

haiti post op

they attached an iv, they checked her vitals, they milled about her talking of things, cars passed beside her, tiny dead leaves fluttered from …

 

don’t forget the rest of the world

don’t forget the rest of the world

I have flown to Arkansas to meet with a group of people about what we will do in Haiti. But it is not Haiti that …

 

where is that father christmas?

where is that father christmas?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CfIWCiX21qg I want to believe in the magic of reunions. I fear they may only exist in movies. Uploaded by: flip holsinger on 14th December, 2009.

 

blood, bosnia and christmas

blood, bosnia and christmas

one year ago i sat at a timber table in an elaborate dining lodge outside Bijeljina, Bosnia in the district of Republic of Srpska and …

 

in my twilight life, fairy tales and other hopes

in my twilight life, fairy tales and other hopes

when i was fifteen i had this daydream. In it I wore a dark sweater with high neck and tight fit, and so did the …

 

earth wind fire and water

earth wind fire and water

I am a camera with its shutter open, quite passive, recording, not thinking. –Christopher Isherwood “Berlin Diary” (1930) from Goodbye to Berlin (1939) Uploaded by: flip holsinger on …

 

on south beach there is a beach arm…

on south beach there is a beach arm…

I write this listening to Loving a Person by Sara Groves on lala at http://lala.com/z3oO I am not there at this moment on south beach in …