When I pack my camera, Gavin says, Leave it behind. But I don’t. When I pull it out like a rabbit from a hat, Gavin says, Put it away. But I ignore him. I don’t photograph him because that would be annoying. But once in a while, Gavin will say, Hey, dad, take a pictureContinue reading “Climb On”
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Shoot, My Finger Said
“What could be more simple and more complex, more obvious and more profound than a portrait.” That’s Charles Baudelaire, a French poet and an art critic, on the mysteries of portraiture. And I think he’s right. There are a million ways to botch a portrait, even in the best conditions. In my experience, admittedly limited,Continue reading “Shoot, My Finger Said”
Call Him Anthony
I call him Salty. But his name is Anthony. And when you’re trying capture something right and true, It’s good to use proper names. So this is Anthony. One of the great gifts of photography is that, every now and then, You witness something deep and abiding. When that happens, it’s an incredible privilege. TheContinue reading “Call Him Anthony”