Creating Images for The Murphy-Cam Project

Cold Water Morning Fog
January 31, 2019

Though no one lit the railroad tracks on fire in the Queen City, I did see Cold Water Morning Fog on the river. At -2 degrees Fahrenheit, Murphy and I had little time for frivolity. A couple quick snaps and ice nuggets are all we could muster. No Fauntleroy sightings to report I'm afraid, nor was there time to inquire. With that, we hope you are staying warm and cozy on this brilliant and blustery day. Kind regards from The Murphy-Cam...

Night At The Bookstore
January 30, 2019

Murphy and I would like to thank all who braved the elements for a wonderful night at the bookstore. Joseph-Beth hosted a great event, and Murphy got to greet old and new friends alike. Special thanks to Debbie Williams from Home Video Studio for capturing the event. Also thanks go out to Carla Smith for sharing these images, and my wife Joy for being on Murphy patrole. I was also humbled to see Patricia Timm, a Local and talented landscape...

Talk and Book Signing
January 25, 2019

You are cordially invited to a Talk and Book Signing Tuesday January 29th 7p, at Joseph-Beth Rookwood. Murphy will be there for paw-tographs and face licking. I will be sharing the spiritual journey that lead to the Murphy-Cam Project, what it is, and it's effect on the community. We hope to see you there. Happy...

Land Beneath The Bridge
January 24, 2019

Another image from our pilgrimage, this hearty sprig in winter’s blanket adds a pop of color to the bleak landscape. Dressed in a coat of green, Murphy,  prances gaily through the drifting snow, and is once again disappointed by the absence of his friend. When last they met, Fauntleroy, bedecked in crimson housecoat and slippers, surveyed his wondrous home in the Land Beneath the Bridge. No Billy Goats here. It is a pleasant place, if a bit noisy,...

Wherefore Art Thou Fauntleroy?
January 21, 2019

It is a cold day for man or beast in Cincinnati, but go out we must. It also has been a long while since Murphy has seen his friend, causing him to shout "Wherefore art thou Fauntleroy?" But it is too cold for Fauntleroy to come out and play. Mrs. Mouse, Fauntleroy's mother, has warned him about associating with the likes of Schnauzer's, as they are prone to fits of compulsive behavior. It is hard to argue with Mrs. Mouses logic here, as I have...

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