Pop. The director of life.

Pop. The director of life.

Just like my father did before me, I’ve run a small business all of my life. It’s not an easy thing to do. You find yourself involved in a struggle that most people just don’t understand. My father understood my challenges and was a great sounding board for me. Anyone...
David. The Mighty.

David. The Mighty.

This is a portrait of a mighty force. A force that can easily plow through a field of inept bureaucrats and pay no heed to their authority when he has to get things done. A force that has produced scores of what I consider to be the purest art events in the history of...
Pete. Anxious artist.

Pete. Anxious artist.

  When I first met Pete he worked as a creative director in advertising. He always had high-pressure jobs that came fully loaded with ignorant bosses, angry clients, and unreasonable deadlines. He was one of the most anxiety-ridden people I’d ever met.  To cope...
Pop. Witness to history.

Pop. Witness to history.

Seventy years ago today my father climbed down a rope ladder and jumped into a landing craft bound for hell. Hell, in this case, was a beach in Normandy, France code-named Omaha. Dozens of world leaders are gathered there today to commemorate the seventieth...