The Flat and Endless Desert
Central Oman
January 19, 2015
So, my dear photographer friends please tell me, “How do I photograph nothing?”
Nothing is what I see as I drive down the center of Oman, through the desert from Nizwa to Salalah.
Every few minutes I pass a “Camel Crossing” sign. But nary has a creature appeared. For hours and hours. For hours and hours and hours, all I see is nothing!
Nizwa (pop 84, 600)
Oman
January 16, 2015
At the Nizwa Souk this morning, sellers are selling families. Buyers are buying families.
Mothers and their children are white; others are brown or black. The seller leads his family group around a paddock while the buyers sit in a clutch, discuss the offerings, observe the quality of the merchandise and make a decision.
Muscat
Oman
January 13, 2015
My guides, Mustafa and his brother Mohammad, urge me to visit the important sites in Muscat. They also understand my desire to explore areas “off the beaten track.” So they drive me to the Sultan Palace and the Fort and the Grand Mosque. And then they guide me to two small towns and the unusual seacoast of the Gulf of Oman.
Mutrah Souk
Muscat (pop 1.1 million)
Sultanate of Oman (pop 3.6 million)
January 12, 2015
Clear and Warm
So, what are those piles of round, tan-brown fruit I discover here in the market? Larger than a walnut, but smooth. Smaller than a tangerine. The manager of the Ground Spices shop informs me, “Dried lemons.”
The manager senses my surprise and asks his helper to peel one for me. Dried lemon tastes like a lemon yet not so sour, with a zesty flavor, chewy consistency and a delightful, palate-cleansing aftertaste.
Kaunas
Lithuania
September 19, 2014
The Eyes Cannot Answer “Why?”
The eyes. The eyes. Always the eyes!
The eyes remember. The eyes see. Do the eyes foretell?
The eyes know. The eyes teach.
The eyes know what happened.
Do the eyes know why?
