The street is everywhere…
I love street photography. And I especially love to wander a big city, uninhibited by time or equipment, and just make images. I have said in the past: “I get…
“I don’t really have studios…”
It is the natural tendency of a photojournalist to forget to explore his own world. He delves into the realm of the “others” so much that he forgets to pull…
Bokeh fliers…
While driving to church each Sunday morning when I was growing up, there was a radio host on the local radio station who would play southern gospel music. It wasn’t…
Beyond the things in a rubbish pile…
Real freedom lies in wildness, not in civilization. ~Charles Lindbergh In the back of my parent’s property is a fence. This fence must occasionally be checked for downed limbs and…
Storage and usable things…
Mum and Gidget. Stay tuned… -Noah D.
Follow the leader…
‘Tis the wink of an eye — ’tis the draught of a breath– From the blossom of health to the paleness of death, From the gilded saloon to the bier…
Where are you coming from, where are you going: an afternoon conversation…
The place that we are going is right in front of us. Across a room on an overcast day. To see both from whence we come and to where we go…
A cold first of the year…
The first day of 2013 has turned out to be rather… unenthusiastic. But that’s okay! Even though it seemed that the sun never really came up today, the thing about…