HOPE

LIFE AND LA LANCHA

THE BOYS OF SAN MARCOS

HAPPY BELATED ST. PATRICK'S DAY

GUAT STYLE

STEVE JAMES WAS HERE

THE RIPPLES IN HIS WAKE
SLAPPING AGAINST MY SONG SOAKED BRAIN
STILL

HOT TIME IN THE OLD TOWN

HOWLIN, SCOWLIN, WAILIN
WHISPERIN, SMILIN
HEAD BACK FULL BELLY LAUGHIN
PICKIN, SINGIN, STORYTELLIN
TRANSCENDENT, TRANSCENDIN
ALL AROUND WHIRLWINDIN
SO MUCH WATTAGE
BLEW OUT THE GRID IN BARRIO TRES
COCONUT CHILLIN STOPPIN
RUM BLENDIN HALTIN
TECH KNOWIN ENDIN FOR HOURS
LEFT LISTENIN AND LINGERIN
AS STEVE JAMES JUST KEPT ON BURNIN
IN BLIND LEMON'S
IN SAN MARCOS LA LAGUNA
ON THE BEAUTIFUL LAKE ATITLAN

CONCIERTO DE LA VELA

IN THE LIGHTLESS NIGHT
A CANDLE BURNS
STILL

FLIGHTS OF FANCY

FROM THE PRECIPICE
FLOWER WINGS UNFURL
DANCING BIRDS FROM LAMPS LIGHT
SOFT CARESS GUITAR TO WOE-MAN
BLUE BENEATH SOME SWEET MAN'S TOUCH
A PLAYFUL PLUNGE

ROOM WITH A VIEW

INTO THE WHITE ROOM
MORNING LIGHT, WHISPERS
DREAM UPON MY PAINTBOX SKY

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Last night we celebrated the Mayan New Years Eve with grandfather fire and friends from 15 different nations. This morning I woke up without a hangover to witness a new dawn.

SUMMONING THE MUSE

SUMMONING GRANDFATHER FIRE

THE BOATING LIFE INSIDE AND...

HERE
WOMEN WEAR TRAJE
TRAPPED?

OUT

SLOWLY THE BOAT CROSSES THE LAKE
IN TIME
TO REACH THE PAST

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY

LOVERS IN LA LANCHA
LOST

MUSICAL COMPOSITION ONE

SHE'S FROM SLOVAKIA
HE'S FROM ARGENTINA
THE CHILDREN ARE MAYAN
AND I'M AMERICAN

MUSICAL COMPOSITION TWO

Y EL PERRO? NO SE.

BEGIN IN SONG

TIME IS DIFFERENT HERE
IT DRIFTS LAZELY ALONG
DATES UNMOORED FROM DAYS
THAT BEGIN IN SONG
AND END WITH MUSIC

NO ALARM CLOCKS HERE

A BROKEN BRANCH BLACK AT DAWN
TURNS TO SONG THAT SOARS ON LIGHT.
TIME TO WAKE UP.