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Posted on November 30th, 2007 by solocrow.
Categories: Generic Blatherings, Images, Travel.
I know I’m beyond tardy in posting these, but better late than never, eh? These are a selection of photographs I took during the trip home from West Virginia. Yes, many of them are heavily photoshopped — some are not. Why? Because I found the originals to be exceptionally boring.
That, and it rained almost the entire time.
There and Back
Posted on October 29th, 2007 by solocrow.
Categories: Generic Blatherings, Images, Travel.
Well, I made it all the way to the wilds of West Virginia and returned home safely.
Pictured above: the 44 foot wall at the Della Brown Taylor Gallery. From left to right — Snowbird, Red Crow, Black Apple, Homesick, Bird Circus, October Trio, and Crow Bar.
I have over 500 photographs to sort through, so while this entry is short, rest assured others will be longer and photo-filled!
Again, many thanks to Professor Brent Thomas and the rest of the WVSU crew for all their help with the show. 
Travel Prints
Posted on July 18th, 2007 by solocrow.
Categories: Generic Blatherings, Images, Travel.
As promised, albeit a bit late, there are now 6 prints for purchase in the brand spankin’ly new photography section of Solocrow’s Online Artables, including the dapper little fellow above.
You lookin’ for me?
Posted on July 5th, 2007 by solocrow.
Categories: Generic Blatherings, Travel.
Rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated.
Homeward Bound
Posted on June 23rd, 2007 by solocrow.
Categories: Generic Blatherings, Travel.
I’m exhausted and have a great case of my usual airport ebola. I feel like someone stuck all my nerve endings on the outside of my body and then decided to sandblast them just for shits and giggles. Ought to make navigating my way to JFK exceptionally interesting. Time for me to crawl gingerly out of bed here, take more overpriced international ibuprofen, and to see if I can’t manage to cram some pickled fish down my throat [with coffee of course] for a late breakfast.
Although I wish I could just stay in bed and peek out at the world like this seagull. 