Jun 18, 2026 | Under the Laos Sun, Writings
For the past eleven years, every day has been a Sunday for me. I have simply been thinking — about life in general, about photography, and about time. Sitting here in my “Mondrian’s Nest,” gazing at the great apple mango tree that has grown from a mere one-foot twig...
Jun 16, 2026 | Under the Laos Sun, Writings
It’s strange. A problem has arisen that I can’t solve. It’s dawn. 2 o’clock. The air conditioner is out. No water is coming out. The bathroom light is out. The refrigerator is out, too. It’ll be fixed by the time I sleep. I woke up, but...
Jun 11, 2026 | Writings, Under the Laos Sun
I have a wonderful young friend whom I have known since I first came to Laos. He has always been respectful to his elders and knew how to maintain an appropriate distance with everyone. I would often be surprised by his mature character, which seemed well beyond his...
Jun 11, 2026 | Writings, Under the Laos Sun
In an era where people no longer even celebrate their hwangap [Translator’s Note: 60th birthday, traditionally a major life milestone in Korea], there was a man well past his sixties. He had dedicated his entire life to raising his children. The kids had all found...
Jun 11, 2026 | Under the Laos Sun, Writings
A mere hour and a half by plane transports you to an entirely new and exciting world: Bangkok. It is Thailand, the most visited country in the world. I lived in Bangkok for a year during my fifties, and I have visited a few times since. Every memory of that city...
Jun 2, 2026 | Writings, Under the Laos Sun
In real-world politics, betrayal is necessary to succeed. The person you supported becomes the enemy. A friend becomes an enemy. That is politics. To survive, you must kill. It is a dirty world. But if you succeed, the world is at your feet. If you truly achieve...