Journal

So I suggested we go to Ellora, hoping to find something equally great . . . but all that was there was eye training. After the shock of finding Pig’s ancestors at…

It’s hard to imagine a grown man listening intently and carrying on a dialogue with a stuffed pig, unless the pig represents the inner child of his best friend, companion, and partner,…

Upon returning from the sand and dust of Rajasthan, we found ourselves once again at the reception desk of the Imperial Hotel in New Delhi, a dignified, elegant enclave. “Welcome back,” said…

It might as well be 1920 and I have just finished an excruciatingly exhausting day in the field, in search of great things to present at Primitive. I feel like I am…