Sometimes when my writing self seems to be on a hiatus of sorts, I find that I turn to my camera for creative expression. It’s
Following are the first in what will be a recurring series called, “Snapshots & Snippets,” little fragments of life caught in a photo and text
I recently completed 100 days of walking (see: “The Weight of Loss”). There were mornings when, admittedly, I was on auto-pilot. I would arrive back to
Norma and I are scouting the neighborhood for photo-worthy vantage points. There’s going to be a Moon Trifecta: a full moon, a “super” moon, and a
I love photographing parts of things: details, corners, edges. The result is sometimes abstract, and the viewer might have to guess what the thing is.
I’d been in search of an opportunity to dip my inexperienced toes into the world of studio portrait photography.
It was a gray-ish day. I’d only ever driven through the town of Pinole. There didn’t seem to be much to attract outsiders: a few
[PHOTO ABOVE: Contact sheet of photos taken by author at Lake Winnepesaukee, New Hampshire, circa 1978] The moment I printed my first photograph, I was
This post is dedicated to my mother, Carmen, whose birthday is today. Happy Birthday Mom! I love you! —————————- Since my son’s suicide in June