Patrick Robinson: Blog en-us All photos copyright (C) 2019 Patrick Robinson (Patrick Robinson) Mon, 16 Mar 2020 07:01:00 GMT Mon, 16 Mar 2020 07:01:00 GMT Patrick Robinson: Blog 120 80 If you came here from Facebook and don't see a shot you were looking for Please feel free to email me and specify which shot (even send me the link) so I can add it here on the site.

THANKS for your interest.



]]> (Patrick Robinson) Sun, 23 Oct 2016 03:04:54 GMT
What kind of photos would you like to have me present? I take the photos you see on this site largely based on what I see as a result of what people have told me they liked in the past.


My background includes many different types of photography of course so if you have a preference drop me a note at and let me know.



]]> (Patrick Robinson) Thu, 05 May 2016 00:35:36 GMT
I hope I'm improving I keep trying to get better but it's a slow arduous process. I'm trying hard to live by the words of this quote.


If only I may grow: firmer, simpler, quieter, warmer.
Dag Hammarskjold 

]]> (Patrick Robinson) Sat, 17 Aug 2013 21:52:59 GMT
Thanksgiving First, let me thank you for taking a look here. 

If you know me, you know that I have these photos on this site just to share them. I make no profit from

them and offer them as prints at cost.


If you like an image and want it, order it. It couldn't be any less expensive.


But thank you too for your time and interest. We live in a sea of connections. Everything is part

of everything else. Before you think that's too broad, remember it's actually true. It's proven

in every field from high energy particle physics to theology. 


I'm glad we share all this.



]]> (Patrick Robinson) Thu, 22 Nov 2012 19:44:32 GMT
Why I create  

In 2008, I had the great good fortune to take a trip to Italy. I'd always wanted to see Rome and the Italian countryside so my wife and I signed up with a tour but arrived a few days before it was set to begin. With the

time to explore we took time to get acclimated in the city and got to know our surroundings. But the centerpiece of Rome, Vatican City, was on both our wish lists.

Neither my wife or I were Catholic, or honestly had any experience with organized religion. We both believe in God and have faith in a higher power but spiritual training was not in our backgrounds.

Still, the Vatican is place of world wide historical value, the repository of incredible art, and a place of spiritual renewal for millions so it was a foregone conclusion we would visit.

The entrance to the grounds of the Vatican, if you are not familiar, is not an entrance at all. In fact essentially nothing (with the exception of medieval age walls on some sides) separates the city of Rome
from Vatican City. Tourist merchandise on carts and cafes and other shops are packed in the area around the Vatican but there's not much of this inside the city itself.

We approached in a cab on a warm spring day hopped out and walked toward the Vatican noting that thousands of people were already there. Then something very unexpected happened.

As we both took a single step on to the grounds of the Vatican, we burst into uncontrollable tears. At that moment I could feel billions of prayers and the words of multitudes coursing through me like a river of faith.

It was an experience of utter connectedness and recognition and it lasted for several minutes.

When I had collected myself and my wife had dried her own tears we both realized it had been an incredible moment but then, we just became tourists again, chalking it up...I suppose to the idea that I
had imagined it or that we had just realized a goal to visit this amazing place.

We only had so much time that day and saw only part of the stunning architecture, art, and history that is there. We knew we had to come back.

Two days later we had that chance and once again, took a cab from our hotel. This time, as we approached I realized I might not have a chance like this again. So, I asked God a question. Sitting in the back of
an Italian taxi I asked, "God, what should I do with the rest of my life?"

Nothing. No booming voice. No gathering clouds. No lightning strike.

Instead, a quiet, gentle loving voice said to me only one word.

It wasn't my own voice. It wasn't my imagination. This happened.

The voice said, "Create"

I think I was being told to use whatever talents I have to create whatever I can, as often as I can, for as many people as I can.

I was being told that my mission here on earth is to be a creative force. Creating beauty, creating things that help others, creating photographs, ideas, writing, anything I could conceive.

So now, that's what I try to do every day. Create something good. It's why you see so many photographs from me. It's why I work on ideas for people not expecting payment. It's why I'm here.

]]> (Patrick Robinson) Mon, 15 Oct 2012 05:00:51 GMT
Starting a new chapter I've done a lot of creative work in my life. Everything from television commercials to business cards. Bus cards and billboards, radio spots, jingles, news videos, music videos, songs, poems, photographs, montages, painting and more. I've shot a lot of photos but never tried to put any of them together in a place where others could see them. I was told by someone a while back, "You're an artist." I honestly had never once thought of myself that way. Since then (and after an experience in Rome at the Vatican I will post separately I've been on a mad dash to create things. 

I hope you like what you see.



]]> (Patrick Robinson) Sat, 13 Oct 2012 16:03:45 GMT