I also got to feeling as though there was some art of mine, both in my drawings and photographs, that I hadn't shown off very much, (or at all, as the case may be,) and maybe some pictures from Korea that people hadn't generally had a chance to see. Time to rectify that, and maybe some other things, as well.

My mom's father and mother, in their wedding photograph; had you lost as many siblings as this man did to the Nazis, I can only suppose your countenance would have been similar.

One of my favorite drawings, done on a quiet night in Korea

If this picture, from an REO Speedwagon concert at the Michigan Festival eons ago doesn't scream "rock 'n' roll," someone please tell me what does!

1 a.m. in Iksan's "University Town" area; here, at this time of night, the only sound you hear above the blubbering Korean girls, whose only word you can make out clearly is "namja," (boyfriend,) is.....well, nothing, come to think of it.

The bell temple at the Won Buddhist Center in Iksan.

An admittedly tricked-up artsy sunset, from years ago, near Traverse City, Michigan. Philistine I may be, but I like it.