Soap can be purchased anywhere in the world, even le savon from the South of France. Many shops carry it, many grocery stores carry it. […]

Walking alone down the streets of Marseilles was not like walking alone anywhere else in Provence. Elsewhere in Provence there was a sense of mystery, a sense of uncovering something - a new […]

I was alone in this place where kings once walked.

Arles. The name rolls out of my throat as if my mouth were full of river rocks, as if the name were spelled ‘Aarrgrgrrlllzzz’. Saying it […]

As I walked out onto the Pont Saint Bénézet I listened to the man who was talking on my telephone-like audio tour. ‘At one time, […]

Walking down the wide, poplar tree-lined path that leads through what is now a sort of jardin, I couldn’t help but notice that the place had not changed in the hundred years […]

Here I am, sitting on the terasse at the Cafe La Nuit in Arles. My table this night is almost the same table that I sat at […]

Landscapes dominate Provence, and Saint-Victoire is one of the most well known …

Paying homage to one of my favorite painters …

Does one style of stairs attract you more than another? Round or square? Is the destination determined by which set of stairs you choose?

Tirez in French is the command for the verb to pull. This door happens to be in the Church of Saint Vincent de Paul in Marseille.

The first time I visited this church there were no internal lights. There were puddles of water and I had to watch where I stepped to avoid getting my feet wet. When I visited this place for the first time, it was in a state that made me feel that I had discovered it. It […]

This photo, although not perfect from an editorial perspective, was caught perfectly as the man on the bicycle passed by the church just as I clicked the shutter.

Arles is a painterly place. More noticeable on the back streets, in the landscapes, or even in the cafes, which are all affected by the light and the color of the south.