Who says shadows need to be hum-drum. Or even dark, for that matter. I discovered these reflections in an old building, where glass tiles threw a shifting pattern of light reflections on a dark brick wall. Their shimmering pattern of light delighted me! When we get locked into looking at an object in one way,…
One of the true joys of photography is that it refreshes the mind’s eye with things half-remembered, yet totally true. This picture of an aspen grove was taken one hot summer morning. The hiker and her dog ahead of me are enjoying the beautiful summer weather with me, a light breeze blowing, the heat on…
I stopped to take a picture of this old fire hydrant because I was fascinated by the number of coats of paint covering it. I can see red, yellow, black and blue at least, maybe more. The hydrant’s been there a long time and I wonder if it’s ever been put to the test with…
Imagine standing by this water on a crisp winter day as the rush of cold breeze caresses your face. This is the Verde Valley’s Clear Creek at flood stage. In a normal flow, water is half this volume, but the creek bed anticipates change. Over the millennia the water has hollowed out a wide swath…
This picture is on my computer screen saver right now. It’s not an extraordinary photograph but it contains everything I like: a coaster for my coffee, a cup with cats on it, light for reading, and an image-within-an-image of sunshine. When I view it, I enjoy its textures: the roughness of the sandstone block, the…
The Phoenix Art Museum has a wonderful wing devoted to installation art, modern art, post-modern art. Imagine my surprise when I viewed this picture, looked for the artist’s name, and discovered it wasn’t “art” at all, but rather a shadowed window into the museum loggia. Great fun! There’s a saying among prospectors. Go out looking…
I love books where I sense the amazing complexity of human experience. RACING TO THE FINISH, a memoir by Dale Earnhardt, Jr., NASCAR racer, is such a book. Let me start by saying I’m not a NASCAR fan. I’ve never been to a race, although I’ve seen them on television. Who can forget the sight…
My cat Foxy is indulging in two of her favorite things, stretching and sunshine! I get vicarious pleasure watching her enjoy life in the moment. I wish I could stretch like she does. I wish I had her sense of time standing still. The most beautiful thing in the world is, of course, the world…
I’m sure there’s a scientific term for the refractions and reflections present in water, but to me those layers of water are endlessly fascinating. Whenever I get near a pond or a creek, my photographer’s fingers get itchy! Perhaps it is the paradox of something so clear and transparent being able to reflect light back…
This old wall in Florence, Arizona has had many patches. The adobe, now wearing away, reveals the ancient brick. And the mortar repairs where the brick failed are themselves crumbling away. Notice how the chip board effectively blocks an earlier window design. The structure is old, but still standing. I appreciate the wall’s curves and…