Another Genre Gone By The Wayside With The Advent Of Smart Phones Portraiture has been a part of my photographic practice for many years. It is a genre of photography that still holds a special place in my heart. Studio portraiture in particular, has played a significant role in my…

A Gray Morning Makes For Moody Images I have always loved cloudy mornings and gray days. Perhaps it comes from growing up in Arizona, where the sunshine never seems to stop. That wanting of what we don’t have. When I moved to Eugene, Oregon, to study photography way back in…

Come Take A Walk With Me, With Some Advice From Garry Winogrand I photograph every day. It’s my practice. It’s how I live my life. My camera is my best friend. We make a good team. My life is richer as a result. I hang my camera over my shoulder…

Walking In A Stream Of Consciousness, In Xochimilco — I walked past three Agaves with bright red tips. This was a first. It was also a delight. My immediate thought was, Wow, Agaves with red fingernail polish! A little later I was looking at Instagram and ran across a post about Mescal from Oaxaca. It said there are something…

In Modern Photography? — My recent story published in Photography 101, was about my first photography portfolio. The single image I used in that story was a Still Life, made in 1975. I have been creating and photographing the Still Life ever since. Like many photographers, I have photographed all kinds of subjects over…

First Morning Walk In The New ‘Hood This is my first portrait, on this first morning walk, in my new Xochimilco neighborhood. I am seeing flora I’ve not encountered in Oaxaca Centro. My delight is surging, flowing, and just plain being, well . . . delighted! I’m going to call…

This Image Is Still My Favorite From Those Early Days This is my response to Duvy’s prompt, on Photography 101. Yesterday Duvy wrote a story of her first portfolio, what it meant to her, and her favorite image from those early days. You can read it here. My Beginnings In…

One Chapter Ends, As The Next One Begins My eyes opened with the new dawn. My body supported by the bed, that has held me these past months. It came to me, that I would awake here, but one more morning. I have felt this transition moving closer these past…

In A Sepia Spirit, State Of Mind This story, and the photos, were inspired by another park I visit often. These friends were found in Llano Park. It is a couple of blocks from Jardin Conzatti, where I often practice my form of morning meditation, with Joni, my camera. Llano…