Blue In Abstract


Night. Moody, deep and dark. Sometimes scary. Always interesting. That’s one of my favorite times of day to work aside from the ends of the day. Working at night means that you can hide some imperfections. You can build in the shadows. Pools of light become subjects in themselves. Trees often become silvery in theContinue reading “Blue In Abstract”

Something of Beauty


“Suffering is a gift. In it is hidden mercy.” — Rumi That explains a lot. That explains why so many of you are worried about me. Mercy. It also explains why I knew better than to keep pushing even on a day that is huge for me. Mercy. That explains this two hour old picture.Continue reading “Something of Beauty”

On The First day


Photographers luck. I was out walking when I heard police sirens. I looked up. I saw Mardi Gras floats being pulled by their tractors. After being around for so long, I know that the floats are being towed to their parade starting points. There are three parades in which I’m interested. They are all UptownContinue reading “On The First day”

A little Japanese


  I was walking the all seeing dog, when I saw this reflection is a water feature that can be found along one of her routes. For some reason it was clear and blue. It was also highly reflective. The bare trees of winter were looking back at me. I made a lot of pictures.Continue reading “A little Japanese”

All The Blues


Oh, so blue. That’s what I saw on an early evening walk. I was mostly looking at the bare trees when the moon came into view. “Oh, man,” I thought. I stopped, braced myself, and made four exposures. This, obviously, is one of them. This color, or one just slightly lighter, used to be calledContinue reading “All The Blues”

The Blues


It’s a blue sort of day. The weather is frightful. It’s raining outside. Jazz music is playing inside. They say that we are going to get wet. Very wet today. Rain all day. Into the night. The late night. Some plans went out the window. I gave some serious thought to photographing one of twoContinue reading “The Blues”

Stripped Away


Weirdness. I made it that way. Unlike the speeding picture which happened in camera, this image was made after the fact in post production. By me. The original photograph showed a bright and sunny winters day. I had a vision. I knew my final intent. I wanted to make what I kiddingly call a “HalloweenContinue reading “Stripped Away”

Flying Sorcery


Drifting. The sky looked almost like rows of crops with cotton ball clouds floating by my discerning eye. I was going to wait to publish this picture. I’ve been enjoying working with “real” cameras. And, sharing those pictures. But, my Instagram feed is flooded with pictures of these clouds made by local photographers. I thinkContinue reading “Flying Sorcery”

In Praise of Shadows


Still waiting. Seems like that’s what we do. Even though we said that 2020 would be good. That the year would be positive. The first ten days have been anything but that. I’m sensing a very palpable uneasiness. It’s not just me. A lot of people feel it too. It’s not politics. It’s not justContinue reading “In Praise of Shadows”

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