Tag Archives: Writing

Faith Shaker

A cinematic novel.


Second-person fiction.

ARCE – 2009

  ARCE stands for the American Research Center in Egypt and runs a number of projects throughout the country, primarily with funding from USAID. Holding the concession for Khonsu temple at Karnak in Luxor, ARCE teams work on different projects focused around conservation and preservation at the temple and surrounding complex.   As ARCE photographers […]

The Bedouin Experience – 2008

  Sri Lankan Airlines: : Serendib Magazine (http://www NULL.agencyfish NULL.com/custom-publishing-serendib)   It is not even midday yet, but the sun beats down regardless – it’s hot. From the sway of a camel’s back, a desert landscape emerges: sand dunes carved from wind; stunted broken trees scattered scarcely about, blue, blue sky, no hint of clouds. […]

He Digs Adventure in the Desert – 2008

  Canwest News Service: He Digs Adventure in the Desert (http://www NULL.canada NULL.com/edmontonjournal/news/sundayreader/story NULL.html?id=f7170c98-4fa1-4a1a-80a3-443cdc3e1404)   (http://owensark NULL.com/2011/02/he-digs-adventure-in-the-desert-2008/turkmenistan-merv_-msk028-091307-nd200-dsc_0977_72/)   Tish Prouse would be the first to admit that his interest in archaeology stems from a boyhood love of Indiana Jones.   But the Edmonton native had no idea his interest would one day lead him to […]

An Aging Population & Low Birth Rate – 2007

  Preface: I’m a firm believer there’s no better place to be than where one finds themself – peaceful communities arise through the acceptance and acknowledgment of those in their midst, peaceful individuals arise through the acceptance and acknowledgment of the communities they inhabit – both function well with a measured level of respect, humility, […]

Sakai-san: Prelude – 2006

  Running late. Nothing new – it’s the norm. Taking short cuts, familiar back routes through the rice fields of Toyama on route to something else; always something else, some reason, some rush, some… Rarely a drive now, for a drives’ sake.   65km/h, bend in the road, bridge ahead and on it an old […]

Sakai-san: Part I – 2006

(http://owensark NULL.com/2011/02/sakai-san-part-i/japan-sakaisan-291106-fujivelvia100f-r1-05/)   Sakai-san is 78-years old. Born in 1927, Namerikawa, Toyama, youngest of seven children and a second son.   “Ha—ha-ha-ha—.” A wheeze of a laugh, gap-toothed mug, purple hair and smiling eyes. “Didn’t have much money then, see, and if you don’t have money, you have children. They help out. More mouths to […]

Sakai-san: Part II – 2007

(http://owensark NULL.com/2011/02/sakai-san-part-ii/japan-sakaisan-291106-fujivelvia100f-r2-15/)   It’s dark now when I get there . . . Five-fifteen. But already dark, winter, soon December, soon snow. A moment of unrecognition, then the familiar gap-toothed smile . . .   “Ha, wow! Today I’m lucky. First my niece and her husband, and now you. I’m happy.”   I don’t catch […]

On India – 2005

  What to write about India? It is bizarre stepping into India from the air-conditioned comfort of the North Gate Hotel. The North Gate is not India, with it’s room service, laundry, and round-the-clock CNN satellite TV. Over the threshold lies a clash of realities, exemplified by western-style hotels strewn amongst street vendors, beggars and […]