I strive to elevate the obscure to pleasing eye candy in a photo frame. Artists work hard to fill their often expansive spaces. Some of their fillers rock as the stars when given their own frames.
This shot came from a great urban mural. When I first saw it I was immediately drawn to the paintbrush, a tiny portion of the whole. I view most art as a mosaic which enhances the possibility of my producing micro photos. I love to turn a visual extra in to a star.
Ain’t No Haint Going To Run Me Off: Blue Porch Ceiling Memories Flood Back To The Nevada Desert. The robed ghosts interrupt the desert skyline looking like misplaced clerics. The errie silence of the winter sunset leaves Rhyolite bathed in a cool, crystal ambience. This goldmining ghost town has
Forensic Foraging : Unlocking The Unseen. Most things, no matter how trite and mundane, have intrinsic beauty or interest when presented in just the proper way. This is the core premise underlying Forensic Foraging, an alternative technique for digital photography. This emerging motif employs the same throwback principles that made color
Crawdaddy Remembers A 1953 Christmas Encounter With the Drifters. My dad yanked me in hard out of the cold. It was mid-December 1953, and the black Gotham City skies were spitting down snow flurries. We were waiting to rendezvous with my mom who left us for a couple hours
My Last Day with Ollie Noonan: A Combat Photographer’s Remembrance I finally reconnected with Ollie Noonan, Jr. after 45 years. He is on Campobello Island now, near his family’s home, not at Fenway Park where we planned to meet. His gravesite is hard by the Bay of Fundy