Friday, January 23, 2015


Who wouldn't want to have a lazy morning brunch or late afternoon dinner with this scene?

Casey's Story: A romantic finds beauty in the small moments in life and converts them into precious memories.

This photo for me has always served as a definition of romantic. One table, two chairs, a simple room, and a beautiful view. I took the photo on an early morning walk. IT was shot through the window of what appeared to be an abandoned building in the hills of Colonia del Sacramento, Uruguay.

Was the building abandoned, leaving the memories of an older couple never to breakfast together again? Was it where two lovers met clandestinely? Was it occupied by a homeless couple with a sense of beauty? Who knows.

Wolfgang Puck says, "I don't expect to have a really amazing meal each time I dine out. Having a good meal with your loved ones - that's what makes the experience."

Friday, January 16, 2015


A seamstress’ hands are the channel through which a new world is created.

Casey's story: A baby discovers the world with his mouth. An adult moves the world with his hands.

With this in mind, when I was 20 years-old my father dispatched me and my camera with the creative dream - "Photograph their hands, son. Find the farmers, the carpenters, the mechanics, the accountants, the seamstresses, and the musicians. Find them and photograph their hands." Among many photos, this photo of decaying statue outside struck me as the most poignant. It was a cloudy day and I was traveling around with some new found friends. These friends, Leonard Damonte and Laura, took me to Laura's sculpting studio. Outside the studio, rotting amongst the overgrowth of the Greater Buenos Aires, was a group of plaster statues. This life-sized statue stood with interlaced hands.

The statue's hands were at peace, not war. They were covered in marks and scars, but not those of the fight. They were covered with the scars of experience and the marks of a life of learning. The daily grind tired the hands,  but did not break them. And, perhaps unintentionally, the accumulation of all this experience and learning created a work of art.

Do your hands move the world? At the end of the day, when your hands go to rest, what is left? Is your legacy a work of art?

Friday, December 12, 2014

Belated October Memories

Breast Cancer Awareness month has come and gone, but we are still sporting our pink proudly.

Casey's story: I love public parks. From national monuments to suburban grass fields, from botanical gardens to concrete courts, I love them all. Parks, the most remote and the most urban, unfold their open space and embrace a visitor in a moment of relaxation, reflection and space. In doing so, they allow people from all walks of life to come together in play, enjoyment, gathering and love. I know this... after all, my wife and I had our first kiss in a park.

Kissing aside, this is my favorite photo of a park. I love the fact that pink is such a prominent color across the entire photo. I love that a man is in a pink shirt (a seemingly forbidden color for most men in US Mountain West). And, I love the cat.

I put this photo together for our October Breast Cancer Awareness fundraising, where we raised $1,000 for the National Breast Cancer Foundation. It isn't much, but it is more than nothing and we were proud to write that check in mid-November. Thank you to all of our customers who bought pink products throughout October.

Last, since this post has included so many things I love, I'd like to say I love my wife Gloria. If you didn't see Gloria's story about cancer, I suggest visiting our October newsletter. Thank you and happy holidays!

Friday, December 5, 2014

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Friday, September 26, 2014

White Door Color Inspiration

Who knew a simple white metal door could have so much color?

Casey's story:  There is a saying: When one door closes another one opens.  I like the saying.  I believe one should always be seeking out new opportunities.  Opportunity is the defining characteristic of youth.  So much before you, so little behind. 

I took this photo in September.  It was a cool day, but not like a cool September day in the USA.  It was a cool September day in Argentina and, unlike the USA, Argentina was on the doorstep to Spring.  I had the day off and I strolled down to the docks to take in the view.  I was in my twenties, happy and, while perhaps a little too skinny, healthy.  The docks greeted me with the smells of the salty air and the noise of lapping waves.  I photographed boats, birds, cargo and a the infamous Ford Falcon, which was driven by the death squads of the military junta in Argentina's Dirty War.

I moseyed away from the docks into the rows of house nearby and found this locked door barring my passage.  It was simple door, made to accept a key that is foreign to most North Americans, being like a two-sided skeleton key.  The door showed its age and the abuse of the sea air, but stood firm.  I snapped a shot, peeped through the key hole for curiosity's sake and then moved on.  Now eight years later, I am glad to see the photo and that moment put to use.  The closed door opened a new one... color inspiration for you all.