Tuesday, September 23, 2014


Magic only happens to boy scouts because they are prepared. I'm not talking about flashlights. Preparation is a mental/emotional thing that opens the door of opportunity. When we are ready to receive the gift of something exceptional there is an attitude of openness and stillness required. I definitely notice my breath at times like this. 
Obviously, I was presented with something extraordinary in this grove of California redwoods, among giants whose heads were in the clouds but with laser lights shooting through, every which way. But it was in the soft padding of feet and calm noticing that this rift in the universe became visible. It's hard because the event was so exciting and I didn't know how long it would last, and slow deliberation was not a natural thing. So I noticed my breath and started there. I slowed way down. It was only then that I could really "see". I had gotten some lovely shots up to now. I could easily have just kept moving to get back to waiting folks at the car. But I had to make myself stop and smell and become hyper aware and listen and wait. It was worth it.

Saturday, July 26, 2014

Study in Blue Bubblers

I sometimes have no control over what I pursue so I have to just trust it. Case in point: the Benson bubbler. As almost always, I push to expand on what is seen-- toward the great underneath.

Friday, October 4, 2013

humility and gratitude

It is said that gratitude is the most healthful emotion. I would argue humility is part and parcel of being grateful. Proximity to the infinite, and the infinitesimal, can elicit feelings of gratitude. The product of clicking a shutter is a humble response to these cosmic places and making photographs is my way of responding and sharing. This, I believe, is a fundamental responsibility in this life.

Tuesday, October 1, 2013

X-Ray Speculations

Look and dream and manipulate perception from what's under your nose.

(It's a cow skull)

Monday, September 30, 2013

ponderosa joker

Every so often, you come across the incongruous and must record it. But a record doesn't have to be forensic or the stuff of ledgers. We camped among the ponderosa pines this summer and above our heads, someone had nailed this joker to the tree. We didn't notice it for some time but that sinister face caught my eye while boiling some water for coffee. I could barely reach the spot just below where I held my camera. I liked looking up into the canopy with the deeply receding space going out of focus.
Sometimes an image can't be explained. We just become attracted and act. That's reason enough.

Saturday, September 28, 2013

land escape

Escaping the city to lands afar can be my source of renewal. I crave the edge of space, the penumbra of vastness and the evidence of it. There are signs of such epochal infiniteness that are tiny events and I look for them. They are the ephemera of the universe. I know, blah-di-blah blah. But it's true, we stop and snap and it's gorgeous, but I like to find the quarks that point to it. Sometimes they are fragmentary solids, but they may just as well be eventful. It's all church.

Thursday, September 26, 2013

old and new

It's not easy to ignore the iconic. And not easy NOT to present it straight. When it all comes together, when the stars align, the ducks get in a row...you have to take it, right? But that doesn't stop one from digging for surprises. Sometimes it's a matter of taking a knee. Other times you have to have temerity, scrabble and put yourself through discomfort, risk personal injury, contort. Much more often than not it's fruitless. But once in a while, maybe just from another minute of looking, magic can happen. Try them all- natural framing, minimizing context, startling arrangements, switching point-of-view, ironic juxtaposition, mystery, deep recession, mimicry, on and on. And, once again, this may have nothing to do with photography. Brace yourself with a splash of ice water and try something else.