The buds are there every spring, but that feeling of hope I get when I see them is as special […]
My Little Rusted Wagon
I’m curious about how many more years my childhood wagon will hold up out in the backyard.
Foundational Knowledge
The leaves on the ground often end up in the fire pit, adding a bit of spark to the fires […]
Lift Me Like an Olive Branch
This image pretty well captures the essence of my photographic practice: look for the light, look up, look for the […]
Ward No. 6
I’ve gotten to the title tale in the collection of Anton Chekov stories I’m reading. It’s a depressing yarn about […]
Branch Enquiry
There are more trees within five square miles of me than there are people in my entire town. Such ubiquity […]
Threads
Taken on April 23, 2010 I was experimenting with macro shots when I took this, and to get really close, […]
Quiet Rest
Color is my friend and my enemy. Most of the time, I want my art, my home, and my photos […]
Intensity
Taken on September 20, 2008 I like the way this image breaks the rules. Henry’s nearly out of the frame, […]