The Photography of Dr. Jeff Harper

My beloved drag race car and shop equipment have been sold, and paddock lease given back.  I saved a few tools and a lot of good memories.  It was a major lifelong dream of mine, from early childhood, to drag race with a 'real race car' one day. It is almost the only constant in my life of constant change.  I spent countless hours imagining every detail of the car I would build and drive one day.  I spent countless money on drag racing related books and magazines to educate myself before I eventually fulfilled the dream with this race car.  It was very, very difficult to make this dream come true in Thailand and required all my perseverance and patience in the face of not enough quality, timely, or reliable mechanical help available.  But still, it was always an adventure to find myself in strange environments while trying to complete race car construction tasks in Bangkok and surrounds. I met a lot of good people and made a lot of good friends through my racing -- but also some cheaters and many posers. Drag racing for me was a very simple thing: the phenomena itself was captivating -- I didn't analyze it, I just enjoyed it as a crazy desire.  The noise and the cars are, somehow, Beauty to me.  The best compliment I ever received was an American hot rodder who said, when I asked him if he liked my race car, "You built it, you didn't just talk about it."  Yes I did. It is by no means my only accomplishment in life, it is only a small accomplishment, but it carried so much meaning to me because, I now believe, it was a positively affirmative answer to the doubts of a youthful self about my own efficacy in the big world.  I often said that drag racing was the only high risk behavior that a 60 year old man should be involved in Bangkok. I have many more dreams yet to fulfill, but my "race car attachment" -- what has kept me from being a Once Returner (Sakadagami) this time -- has been satisfied. Thanks for the memories.  I happily move on toward my eventual death: the tank shows only 1/4 remains.

Ocean City Boardwalk, New Jersey Shore, 4th of July.

Shayne Rockey, reflective beach boy, Ocean City Beach, NJ fireworks, July 4, 2011.

Another version of fireworks on the beach at Ocean City, New Jersey . . .  notice the embracing couple in the gloom.  Beautiful

Chinese Lunar Half New Year Ceremony at my wife's family home.

Sending sustenance to the ancestors for protection in the present.

(Photos from my iPhone, remotely uploaded with the very cool Squarespace iPhone app!)

Victory Monument Circle is a major transportation hub in Bangkok for busses and the SkyTrain. Many people pass through the make-shift sidewalk market every day to and from their work.

There is a wet night market under the SkyTrain tracks where some small stalls are erected.

The commuters stop and buy food for dinner, like this tasty Thai dim sum, and are then lured into the other stalls for impulse items.

Biodegradable packaging for the tasty rice. As the sun sets the lights come on and the shadows grow longer.

Anything that is considered cool anywhere on earth finds its way to this corner of Bangkok and onto a card tables under the SkyTrain.

Are they real? Who knows.

A scarf or hanky, a blouse or . . .

. . . or something for the hair  -- on the  way home through Victory Monument Circle.

My other favorite thing about Victory Monument Circle is the Saxophone Blues Pub.  The night's entertainment was roiling blues.

When we arrived home from Canada I noticed that one of the orchids in the garden had bloomed.  This particular Vanda orchid, a Vanda Pachara Delight, blooms only twice a year.

Orchids are extraordinarily interesting in the way that their textures and features mimic living creatures from the animal kingdom.

A close examination of an orchid petal reveals a tiny world of amazement.

As the shadows of a late afternoon crossed the orchids, strange orchid moods  arrived.

The sun struck the orchid at odd angles, revealing new detail as the minutes passed by.

Orchid reproductive anatomy.

I'm glad I bought that Sigma 70mm macro lens.

Reproduction of this amazing living entity takes place here.