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Tag: Flowers

  • Pure Color

    “For people who write well there is no shortage of opportunities.” – Professor Scott Galloway. He also thinks this is the golden age of journalism. I think the golden age of journalism has long passed back in my early career days. Of course, he’s talking about digital distribution for every writer on platforms like Substack,…

  • The Pictures of April

    Looking at this wall of color impresses even me. Given my numbers for April I’m not sure about anybody else. But, no matter, I had fun making these photographs. I surely knocked off a lot of rust and I started to see again. I saw small things, light, color and things I would have missed…

  • Dead Flowers

    I thought spring is supposed to be about new buds, rebirth, pretty flowers and birds singing. What do I find? Dead flowers, dead leaves and dead branches. I guess this plant didn’t like winter. I’ve been learning about a new musician. Well, new to me. Her name was Hazel Dickens. She is pretty much responsible…

  • You Have To Partake Before You Partook

    A nother travel assignment, another place in which to get lost. Actually, I don’t mind if I get lost when I’m working. You never know what will turn up while you are not where you hoped to be. You know, the pictures I make on my way to someplace else. I was photographing another piece…

  • 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, I…

  • 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 form…

  • 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.…

  • 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, no…

  • Another Park, Another Sunday

    S unday. My day of quiet. That’s good for you too. All you have to do is look. You don’t have to read my babbling. It’s a peaceful day. Let’s keep it that way.