Inevitability
Maybe I am going crazy. I don’t think so, but it’s possible. I feel like the world is cartwheeling towards a new stage of evolution, an inexorable grind into something inevitable, slouching perhaps towards a new destiny, a new normal? Inevitable. Unavoidable. Necessary. Smart. Scientific. Safe. But is it? Can we really live our lives without risk?
Desert Solitude and Vancouver Island Reprise
I was planning a follow-up to my January blog on Embracing Solitude with Desert Solitude. After this, I was going to write about my trip to the west coast of Vancouver Island near Tofino with two photographer friends,
Embracing Solitude
In October 2019, I was again privileged to partake of a workshop by Freeman Patterson and Andre Gallant in St Martins, New Brunswick, Canada. I wanted, no, I needed, to return and make sure I had not missed anything from the first go round last year.
Lost in the Fog
I was visiting California last spring and I had promised Jenna, my niece, that we could do some shooting together so off we went. I never should have let her drive! We were heading up to the top of Mt Tamalpais, close to where I grew up, and Jenna decided to show me how well her little Honda could corner on the twisty roads. Turning green, I had to make her stop so I could regain my equilibrium. I never did. At least I didn't ruin her nice car.
When does a photograph become a painting?
My dad saw one of my recent photographs and told me how it brought to mind a particular favorite author, Zane Grey. He went on to say that the image reminded him of The Call of the Canyon, his most liked story. To have catalyzed such a memory, any memory, any emotion, is the desire of the photographic artist, at least it is for me and I thought I should explore further.
We Leave Before We Are Gone
I haven't written for awhile, even though I've been busy with photography. Actually, very busy, but something has been on my mind that I cannot really put into words, let alone photographs. Nevertheless, I will try to weave things together as I go… Winter came to Arizona in the form of a 100 year snow.
Filled Up (part 2): New Brunswick
About a month after my Iceland trip, we took a car trip through upstate NY and into Quebec Canada. I had been shooting fall foliage for the first week and I hate to admit I was growing bored with all the beautiful colors. So I was happy to drop my travelling companions (wife and friends) at the airport in Fredericton, NB and head off to a week-long workshop in St Martins.
NSFW: Grace
Sometimes I get carried away as I write about images or experiences. This post is NSFW if you are offended by disturbing allusions to spirituality, iconic religious symbols, theological language, or things so sublime I must resort to metaphor for their expression. If so, stop reading! You'll only harm yourself.
