This photograph is part of a series titled "The Time Between Us" about documenting the time I have left with my aging mother. Through the years as I watched my mother age, I've realized that age could never hide her beauty. Fifty, Sixty, or Seventy…
As good as the real thing... When it comes to western eyes looking through frosty Russian dining-room windows like the little match girl, the eyes are never too big for stomachs wanting dishes we can find nowhere else. Even a potato tastes Russian in…
Anteaters for the Tsar! If this New World native, the anteater, could write an account of how he made it to the Kunstkammer in Sankt Pieter Burkh in the early 18th century, it would be a best-seller. Peter the Great had begun to purchase natural…