A visual story – dancing to your own beat.

The street was buzzing, the noise of buskers, conversation, and daughter was split by the harshness of rap music. A woman in her middle years, dressed in pink and sporting a Michael Jackson hat and hair style danced to her own beat, speakers on her belt broadcasting the sound.

Art in the street – the visual story.

Capturing the essence of things that happen in the street.

A street artist works silently amidst the hubbub of a busy street in Seoul Korea. Passers by are fascinated and stand silently watching the image appear on his paper.

This is a small visual story, the artist works on paper, I capture his image on camera and I share it with my friends who may never travel to this part of the world.

The experience of Dining in Seoul Korea.

I’ve been traveling for 3 months solid. I’ve eaten everything from Aztec to American and a lot in between. However, I think the local food has got me beat.

We had such a contrast of dining yesterday from chic French to Market food with 1000’s of others.

Trains, tea and travel images in Seoul Korea.

The scenery passes us by like a fast – moving television screen, green fields, water sodden paddy, large cities, tunnels and flashing light as we go through the mountains rather than over it and everything is just so tidy.

Paper fabric? – Hanji.

Walking into a shop full of paper is like walking into a quilt shop. There are layers and layers of brightly colored papers lining the walls, floors and tables.

Turquoise, Red, Orange and Blue – the colors of celebration – a photo Journal.

Turquoise, Red, Orange and blue are the colors of the Jeonju Temple gate. Dramatic, stimulating colors that stir the heart and the designs capture the imagination. Jeonju, famous among Koreans as a town of culture and cuisine, cultural and artistic tradition emanates from every corner of the city.

An update to the life of a Traveling Teacher.

These are not the things the average woman has to do when you are at home. Almost everything you do on the road is manipulated just a little differently. I’ve ended up eating tomato soup for breakfast on some occasions, I just don’t cope with the plastic yellow rings that come out of a box that are prepared as eggs in some hotels.