Do You Stand Out?
Thinking about Earth Day, and the ongoing concerns of our imminent doom from a collapsing planetary system, really bums me out.
Love Letter to My Guitar (and a Wave to Jimmy Page)
…the guitar is such an addictive and magical instrument, even a bad one has her charms, if you know what I mean. If you don’t…well, you don’t. Once you play a good one, you are forever hooked. In fact, at least 70% of my male friends pluck away on the guitar. What is that all about? Why so many? First, of course, they started to play guitar to get sex…
Naming India: Meaning, Symbol and Spirit in Baby Names
A father looks back on naming his child, and all the secrets, symbols and spirit that may be contained in a name.
F5 Expo: What’s the Big Idea? (Malcolm Gladwell Knows)
Life As A Human correspondent Christopher Holt heads to the F5 Expo in Vancouver in search of the next big technology idea. He finds dust bunnies, Twitter tips and odes to the outdated. Fortunately, Malcolm Gladwell inspired a light bulb moment.
In the Alley: The Photographer’s Story
Photographer Chris Holt describes what inspired him to take a mysterious photograph of a reputedly haunted alley at dusk.
It’s Me, Honey: What’s Really at Stake in Photography?
A photograph is just a flat image unless it has something at stake in it, a tension that pulls, pushes or seduces the viewer into the story, or perhaps inspires them to create stories of their own.
Beautiful Mistakes: From Photography to Forgiveness
All of this has me thinking about mistakes in life, particularly the beautiful mistakes, the things that we would not seek to take back or regret, but also the mistakes we can’t come to terms with.
My Funny Valentine: The Love Guru, Self Love and True Love
Despite all of the advice from The Love Guru and all of the other relationship authors out there, one man finds that true love isn’t about formula…it’s just magic.
The Photographer’s Story: Life Behind the Lens
For photographer Christopher Holt, the sharing of photographs and the stories inherent in them connects us in a mosaic of collective humanity. After all, it’s people who view photos – dogs and cows don’t care.
Close to the Bone in a Roman Crypt
In the crypt, we examine one skeleton closely. Its skinny hands clasp upon its breast and two lusterless tufts of hair stick to the skull. Crisp dead eyes watch from deep sockets and the lips shrivel away from yellow teeth.




































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