It ties in.


Each of the silver 'kitabs' is considered talismanic as each contains a verse from al-Qur'an. The Arabic word 'kitab' (book) comes from the consonantal root k-t-b....the source for all words having any connection to learning. Al hamdullilah.

my beloved Jana...


...is the adornment of the powerless.

Lao Tzu wrote:

Beneath sensation and memory
The Way is the source of all the world.
How can I understand the source of the world?
By accepting.

Nasmah al Awda...

...first daughter of my asil stallion Firdausi. Nasmah it means 'breath, or life, or a breeze'...al awda means 'the return'...so her name means something like 'the return of life, of a much needed breeze in the heat of the hottest day, of breath'...al hamdullilah.



images from Georgia...


Telmousit...a.favorite image, al hamdullilah


...the favorite model of Yves Saint Laurent.

my mother's mother...Grandmother Troup

There is perhaps no single person in my life who has so profoundly influenced me. Al hamdullilah. She left us at the young age of 76. Mash'Allah. I think she worked herself to death. She was a perfectionist. It is hard to be a perfectionist.

I never knew my Grandfather Troup. He died two years before I was born, mash'Allah. I wish I had known him. He was a very talented photographer.

not sure how old I was...

...but this was me with my first dog Tippie. He was a Chihuahua. I loved him. My younger brother Kelly tried to 'share' him with me. I don't share. Kelly suffered.

another image of my nephew Lance...

...helping me to water the horses.

an article from 2002

This article was originally written for The Classic Saluki but was also published in several other publications including Al Khamsat, a publication of Al Khamsa. Al Khamsa, Inc., is a not-for-profit organization devoted to the preservation of the horse of Bedouin Arabia.


Lao Tzu wrote:

Looked at but cannot be seen - it is beneath form;
Listened to but cannot be heard - it is beneath sound;
Held but cannot be touched - it is beneath feeling;
These depthless things evade definition,
And blend into a single mystery.

In its rising there is no light,
In its falling there is no darkness,
A continuous thread beyond description,
Lining what does not exist;
Its form formless,
Its image nothing,
Its name silence;
Follow it, it has no back,
Meet it, it has no face.

Attend the present to deal with the past;
Thus you grasp the continuity of the Way,
Which is its essence.

Samhan and Azil as puppies in NM

young Semteende

sahelian matriarch

my camera...

came back to life. She had been out of commission since March. Her lens would not retract. On a whim I decided to test her today to see if she might be in a working mood. She was. At least for a few minutes, long enough for me to snap a few shots of Bomboukou and Tylalt. And the old barbeque built by my paternal grandfather many many years ago.