Standing on a Rock, looking among the rest…
Who am I to make an image? Who am I to take a real place, a real time, real people and show them to the world? I am nothing special.…
Who am I to make an image? Who am I to take a real place, a real time, real people and show them to the world? I am nothing special.…
Teaching a class on the “Rule of Thirds” bothers me slightly. Why? Because I break the “rule” more than I follow it. I teach my students the “Suggestion of Thirds” to…
I hope the recent swath of black and white images on the blog have not dampened your mood any. Well, this one is back to the usual photojournalism. Sports photography,…
If you weren’t aware, I teach at a university as an adjunct professor. For the test, a bonus questions on this first test was: “Within two stops, give the…
I’ve been spending a lot of time at the local coffee shop. Its far better than hanging out all cooped up in my apartment. Its a great office, place for…
The White County Fair… . . . . . . . . I write a post from the White County Fair with no words… because… there are no words. Only…
Simple principles, really. If you are not aware, I am teaching a university class these days. Photography, of course, the only thing for which I’d be remotely qualified. These are…
There are moments when I just can’t sit in a room anymore working on a computer, writing in a notebook, being introspective and inverted… …I must get out and shoot…
If anyone has ever wondered where my titles come for blog posts, you should know they are usually completely random… Honestly, they’re not even close to purposefully relevant. Okay, maybe…
Now that the conquest of the digital camera has thoroughly pushed film into the realm of “enthusiast” and “artsy” it is fascinating to see what happens when you expose photography…
Sometimes, I will make a photo that, if I only took one that entire day – sometimes entire week! – I would be content. For some reason, something technically, aesthetically,…
Okay, I’m just going to have to apologize for that title… I’m sorry. And you’re seeing these posts retro-dated. Post-dated. Whatever-dated. The photos were made on the day of the…