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Eiffel Tower and the Seine, Paris
Paris does abide. The last time I was in France was for my sister in law’s wedding, in Grenoble in 2019 I think. Before then, it was for a few days with my wife and my other sister in law, … Continue reading
9/11 @ 25
For about ten years I fought in the “War on Terror”. My work was in three theaters, all in Africa (Uganda, Mali, Nigeria) against ISIS, Al Shabbab, Al Qaida and Boko Haram. I mapped jihadi movements throughout the Lake Chad … Continue reading
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Colorful Castle
I did a second one of these, more colorful. Which do you prefer? https://www.artpal.com/joeldhirst?i=319328-51
Fantasy Castle
This one is entirely from my imagination. I’ve been fascinated with castles for my lifetime. I would own one, and become lost there in its legends and histories, if I could. https://www.artpal.com/joeldhirst?i=319328-50
Girl Reading Book in a Field of Sunflowers
I think she is probably happy, content and at peace with herself. What do you think? https://www.artpal.com/joeldhirst/?i=319328-49
Don Quixote
In Yerevan, Armenia, in an antique shop full of musty tomes and dusty artifacts I found an old Soviet Don Quixote iron statuette. The Soviets loved Quixote. His fight against the oligarchs; his utopian sense of the possible; his tireless … Continue reading
Mountain Cabin
My wife prefers the beach. But for me the sand and the heat have always been a little bit of a nuisance. I’ve always preferred the quiet of a still mountain cabin. https://www.artpal.com/joeldhirst?i=319328-42
The Chaos and the Color
I went to New Orleans the other day. It was a goodbye of sorts, after a period of long work. I went with my wife, who had never been. I wanted to show her the city, the chaos and the … Continue reading
Alone
I thought here of an old friend, retired now after a lot of loss and a life that was full of meaning but also troubled in a lot of ways. His love of nature, his desire to be alone, the … Continue reading
Blue Ridge Mountains
They’re not really mountains at all, from somebody who grew up in the foothills of the Andes Mountains, soaring 24,000 feet above. But they have tremendous charm; they are old, and as they roll back and back you can get … Continue reading
