Existence Behind a Mask
I love how the metal distortion, the light and shadows combine to create this image. It looks as if Z has removed her mask only to reveal, nothing? That's the…
I love how the metal distortion, the light and shadows combine to create this image. It looks as if Z has removed her mask only to reveal, nothing? That's the…
The mirror tells a story of our past, who we remember ourselves to have been. (more…)
It had been a long day, one neither of them wanted to end. Light had faded to night hours ago and dawn threatened to come all to soon and with the dawn, she had to leave. They had savored every moment, trying to hold something of each other- some sight, some smell, some taste-that would last beyond their parting. In the darkness they promised each other they would stay in touch, but both knew things would never be the same. They would never be the same person who laid there that evening. Not even when the dawn came. (more…)
Sometimes subtle. Sometimes brash. Color has been bringing something new to the work.
We could hear the storm rolling up the valley, slowly rumbling in its ascent of our ridge line. (more…)
I spent some time revisiting images I made as part of a shoot last year. I didn’t originally intend to spend a day going back through an old Lightroom catalog, but a hard drive crash and rebuild necessitated a few hours spent reconnecting files. And in doing so I reconnected with some work I had forgotten about.
But as is the case with much of my life, that simply isn't true. For much of my career in science I have relied upon a solidly unscientific tool- my…