Really Big Photograph


T his picture was made in New Mexico a long time back. I forgot about it. While I was digging around in my archives I stumbled upon it. I followed my usual rule of thumb. Tinker with it it until I can’t do anything more. I went beyond that. It was a mistake. So, IContinue reading “Really Big Photograph”

Here We Go


Y ou know me. I rarely stay on any kind of track. I could publish the best of my career. I’d get bored and you would too. So, I’ll likely keep experimenting for the remainder of this week. Then. I’ll make a change. To what, I don’t know. I never do. I’m more free formContinue reading “Here We Go”

A Little Burst


T here’s no other explanation for it. I must be crazy. I told myself when I decided to rework my website and blog that I was mostly going to feature straight photography. No more experimenting. That lasted about three weeks. There is a difference. In the past. I wouldn’t go as far as I could.Continue reading “A Little Burst”

Purple Haze


P urple haze all in my brainLately, things just don’t seem the sameActing funny, but I don’t know whyExcuse me while I kiss the sky Purple haze all aroundDon’t know if I’m coming up or downAm I happy or in misery?Whatever it is, that girl put a spell on me Help meHelp meOh, no, noContinue reading “Purple Haze”

I And I


S omething for Sunday. Something pretty. In pink. These are called by a couple of names. I call them Japonicas. Some call them Japanese Magnolias. Doesn’t matter I suppose. Because. No matter what you call them they are pretty and joyful. And, pink. This particular picture suffers from me. Heh. Looking at it here IContinue reading “I And I”

Magenta Shadows


S pring. Color. Sometimes it’s muted. Mostly it’s bright. It livens up a muted scene. It’s not quite this purple, but we’ll talk about that next door. I tried my best not to read the news, or much news. That proved to be impossible at this time in our history. I am amazed at theContinue reading “Magenta Shadows”

The Grass Is Blue


I try to learn something everyday. Sometimes I don’t. Mostly I do. Luckily. I also think that I can read. I also try to read beyond the headline. And, think. Just a little bit. Today I was scrolling through my Facebook feed. I know, I know, that’s courting disaster. I came to a story thatContinue reading “The Grass Is Blue”

New Day


S pring. The first day was yesterday. Winter is over. Sorta. But, there is a change in the quality of light. That’s what I’d like to discuss. Light. The thing that makes photography possible. Photography, after all, is either painting or drawing with light depending on what you read. It’s Greek. But, it’s not allContinue reading “New Day”