LA born native of the desert city by the Pacific.  News stands, rollerblades, and boardwalks suffuse childhood memories. Long time emigré from an east coast minor seminary.  Post university exile years whiled away in the land of Cervantes, where the sun sets late into the evenings of Madrileño life.   Student of old Spanish, Dutch, and Italian masters.  Perennial tourist in the musées of Paris. Pilgrim of the churches of Europe. A Mediterranean in spirit.  Denizen of movie palaces and cinema halls.  Devotee of punk spiritualism.  Home is where the streets are lined with palm trees, the coyotes prowl, rolling hills blend with winding roads, the Santa Ana winds swirl across the concrete plains, the freeways intersect the land, where the mountain lions roam.