transformation of a scientist into an artist

transformation of a scientist into an artist by Janice Nigro I am not coming up with much to write about this week except the sunset. It is the only thing I travel to see lately, and it is only a block and a half from my apartment to watch the sun go down over the... Continue Reading →

Lemonade stand on Gilligan’s Island

    Lemonade stand on Gilligan’s Island by Janice Nigro I always thought my obsession with tropical places and underwater developed in response to the beautiful underwater films made by Jacques Cousteau. It used to be the best winter TV in the Midwest. But there was another TV show that made the tropics feel like... Continue Reading →

healing powers of scuba diving

healing powers of scuba diving by Janice Nigro Chocolate. Friends. Work. All valid motivators for travel. There was no Godiva in Norway except at the airport, although I have to wonder what my choices would have been if I had been living in Ulaanbaatar. My friends live in or are from places I want to visit.... Continue Reading →

delicate symbiosis

I officially sold an underwater photo print. Of course it is one of my favorites-a bleached anemone with the resident anemone fish from Komodo, Indonesia 2013. Unbelievable because I am really a scientist, not an artist by training. Although it has been argued that I am not the artist-it is of course nature "who" is... Continue Reading →

Dive ‘n’ drive for one

Dive ‘n’ drive for one by Janice Nigro Ok, I am stealing some terminology for the second time during my swimabout which if you remember is the first term that I stole from someone much more clever than myself with words.  The new one is “Dive ‘n’ Drive” which pertains to the fact that you... Continue Reading →

Raja Ampat, the birthplace of color

Raja Ampat, the birthplace of color “I am not comfortable,” I wanted to scream.  I was in the domestic terminal in the Soekarno-Hatta International Airport in Jakarta, and the destination on my printed ticket itinerary was Ujung Pandang but the one over the check-in counter was Makassar.  And neither of these names matched my final... Continue Reading →

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