It’s Monday, And My Definition Of Art May Be A Bit Skewed — To my mind art does not have to be a painting hanging in a museum. Sure, that works too. My view of what is art is broad and far ranging. In my mind, any pursuit informed by one’s heart can be considered Art. Sure it can be painting and sculpture…

Yesterday Sucked, And Today Was Better Than Normal — I’m reminded of the Van Morrison lyric . . . “I must remember, there’ll be days like this.” Yesterday was one of those days. I shot 63 frames on my morning walk, and there is not one I would show to anyone. Not even my mama. They all suck. The…

Let Your Right Brain Lead The Way — Creating abstract images is balm for my soul, this practice feeds my heart. Photography is traditionaly a representational art form. It doesn’t have to be. This story will offer you you some ways of working, and ask some questions, to assist you with creating abstract photos of your own.

After Missing A Week Of Our Morning Walks Together — A week ago today, was the last time I took my camera for our morning walk. We have not missed a day, in 80 straight days. This began two days after I arrived in Oaxaca. We have made over 6000 images during that time. So what happened? The short answer…

Creative Solutions For Moving Goods And Services In This Bustling City — The streets of Oaxaca are full of noisy trucks and buses with gears grinding and exhaust belching above. All of the streets in the Centro district are also oneway. A long stretch of loud traffic is periodically replaced by short moments of eerie silence. A dead silence when ringing ears…

If Only Our Eyes Will Listen Quietly — A fading rose colored wall creates a warm background for a passerby who seems to prefer blues and grays. The soft cloudy light of morning treats all equally in a gentle glow. When a building owner has an exterior wall painted he is wise to buy plenty of extra paint…

Finding New Treasure For My Eye, My Camera, My Heart — Last week I stepped through the double locked, steel gate that separates my walled courtyard from the street. I turned the keys in both locks and was ready to begin my morning walk, the camera strap resting easy on my shoulder. I walked that first block and made a sudden…

I’m A Firm Believer in the K.I.S.S. Concept — My life in photography began nearly five decades ago. The medium was quite different then. In fact it was hard work. Mess up one step in the process and it usually meant starting over. There was a very specific sequence to achieving a well exposed negative. …

There Is More Than One Way To Make, And Read An Image — Metaphor: How small we really are on this giant planet. Even though we are small, we can shine very brightly if we choose. Photographs are made through a lens. Photographs are viewed, and read, through a very different lens, the lens of perception. …