Princess Pirouette looked with contempt upon the stuffed animals on the chair in the backyard. “Maxwell and GarGar have certainly let this place go to hell,” she thought caustically. “In a handbasket.” She allowed herself the luxury of a silent meow.
“I can see that I’ve arrived not a moment too soon.
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I was born at the American Hospital in Neuilly-sur-Seine, France. I find inspiration in the lives of so many people from Joan of Arc to Oscar Wilde. While my primary avocation is photography, I also enjoy philosophy, theology and most of all, history. My beloved wife, Robin Anne Smith, who passed away in 2013 is also an inspiration to me. My beloved partner, Dana is also a great support and inspiration to me. I'd be remiss if I did not mention my cats: Maxwell, and Nigel.
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