Beauty can Be Found almost Anywhere

Our building has a backyard that is weedy and overgrown. The walls of the buildings that surround it are cracked and flaking. Yet in times past, this old birdbath indicates it had known better days. I hope this photograph brightens up your day.

Tapped Out

“Have you ever had the feeling that there wasn’t a soul left on the planet that remembered your name or face or the sound of your laugh?”

¬†From “House of Coates” A book by Brad Zellar

Stone Fruit Still Life

I rarely, very rarely, do any still life photography. Today is a rare exception. My wife has a distinctive collection of antique stone fruits in an old woven wire bowl. Here is a low light, closeup view of it. The nice colors are the result of Fujifilm’s fine color science.

Wabi Sabi Tree

The older I get (and that’s pretty damn old) the more I appreciate the marks that aging leaves. If this tree was a perfectly formed spruce I doubt it would attract half the interest that this old warrior does.

The Black Tree Mood

Yesterday’s, was clear and sunny and this photograph was taken in color. So why the dingy monochrome look? The simple answer is, it’s the way I felt.

This Covid-19 lockdown is getting on my nerves. The photograph could have and maybe even should have been developed as a colorful landscape. I just couldn’t do it.

It’s going to rain quite a bit this week.

Impermanence/Route 40


The first ending. And knowing it would end
I wanted another. Lover, summer,
pen with which to write it all down.
The first disappointment. Which is not
remembered but lives in the body.
And how familiar it became …Dimitrov

Art Critique or Not?

Currently there is a wonderful exhibit of Turner artwork at the Mystic Museum in Connecticut, USA. I was busily wandering around taking photographs of the show when I stumbled upon this lady leaning idly against a couch near the entrance. The juxtaposition of her yawn and the Turner information was too good to miss.