Last August, my buddies and I backpacked at Point Reyes. We walked and talked and sipped tequila and bourbon in the evening. On this particular outing, I paid close attention to light and its patterns on grass, trails, webs, and the forest floor. That last image above is my favorite from the set. Hope youContinue reading “Light In August”
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Go East, Young Man
Gavin stared at anglers with wonder. Wanna learn to fish, I asked. He nodded yes. Alright, I said, we’ll go fishing then. Utah. Because go big or go home. We planned. We packed the car. We left early one morning. We stopped in Truckee for a snack. Then Winnemucca for lunch. By late afternoon, weContinue reading “Go East, Young Man”
Take Me To Church
Iceland, summer, 2019—I love churches, mainly as symbols of quiet and stillness. I’m intrigued by “religious” or “spiritual” values: charity, kindness, sacrifice, forgiveness, transcendence, and so on. I’m especially fascinated when religious values conflict with profane ones. Like efficiency, productivity, and the bottom line. I salivated when this alarm-red truck rocked the scene in Reykjavík.Continue reading “Take Me To Church”
The Color of Water
Glaciers are mesmerizing. All that gray, swirling ceaselessly, Above in the clouds and below in the water. Then suddenly—almost prophetically—a splash of blue. Onlookers are drawn to prophetic blue. A patch of yellow signals the arrival of someone else. A comrade-photographer angling low for a shot. Before long, the scene shifts. The colors intensify asContinue reading “The Color of Water”
Out Shooting Horses
July, 2019. Iceland, dusk. In the summer, twilight lasts a long time. The sun never never fully disappears. It flirts with the horizon. Skirting, touching, and dipping beneath it, briefly. Then it pops right back up again. I made these images at 11:30 at night. My family was asleep. I was not. I crossed the road,Continue reading “Out Shooting Horses”