Vignettes of San Francisco
I don't fancy myself a street photographer, but sometimes I do play one on TV. I spent an above-average amount of time in San Francisco this past week, and came up with a
deep thoughts
In the Wake of Space Shuttle Endeavour
A long time ago, I remember my mom telling me that "funerals aren't for the dead, they're for the living." Watching from the NASA Ames Research Center as Space Shuttle Endeavour passed reminded
Poesie? Sinon, l'hiver.
I love poetry. I'm especially fond of poems that are compact and simple, yet nonetheless vivid and meaningful. Much like a mathematical proof or a photograph, sometimes the beauty is in the simplicity
So I'm Just This Guy, Y'Know?
Hi, I'm Omari. My friend Mike Spinak put a tiny seed in my head when he posted a self-portrait for the #UnalteredBeauty hashtag on G+ earlier "today" (Saturday). The seed finally took root
"Pride" is not a four-letter word
I wrote this a couple days ago to a friend of mine (also a photographer). I think it's applicable to all sorts of situations where one needs to represent him or herself, such