This is a photo. No face wanted/welcomed/needed/necessary; features blended into movement, shadow, light, background, subtlety of color. Dissolved photo – into itself it goes. Its gone. Trick of exposure. Of multiple layers. No distinction from surroundings. Absorbed. Black into night. […]
“The time has come,” the Walrus said, “To talk of many things: Of shoes–and ships–and sealing-wax– Of cabbages–and kings– And why the sea is boiling hot– And whether pigs have wings.” It’s picture day. Outside a beaming little light shines […]
Let the inner wacky commence – let it fly right to the moon – unhampered by self consciousness it gushes out in tides of fun-time, zany juice. Silliness is freedom, and more than freedom: its a right, a privilege, an […]
aka “Cutie Patootie of Rhode Island” She was a little cranky on the day of her photo shoot, as well she should be. It’s not fun being 7 months old- well not all fun. There are teeth to cut, vaccinations […]
Harvest Moon, Brooklin ME Something impish and frisky lives behind the curtain of darkness ; as the moon lies down to sleep and the sun prepares to rise for morning, a vast horizon of beautiful secrets steals out to stretch […]
Jumping Off The Cliff, Booklin ME I took this photograph on my first morning filming “The Wooden Boat”, a documentary, in Brooklin ME. The position of the sun, piercing, scorching through barriers – debris burning, obstacles falling – cut the […]
