My first gear rental. It might not be my last.
Recently I almost lost my dad. Nearly half-orphaned I was. Me. At close to 50. No matter what your age, if you get along at all with your 'rents, losing them is traumatic and I've been spoiled by very healthy ones so this disaster really made me mental. Not to mention I'm really far away now... Continue Reading →
It's as much a part of being a photographer as clicking the shutter - the ebb. Maybe not exactly an ebb, but a slack tide kind of time. The time between the rushing. When things are still. Calm. I used to resent my 'photographic funks', but now I sort of relish them. I think it... Continue Reading →
Recently I participated in a discussion that stemmed from a person wondering about the composition of a very famous photo by a very famous photographer; Henri Cartier-Bresson. Specifically the person wanted to understand why this image is composed so amazingly well. It got me to thinking about photography and the importance of concentration in the... Continue Reading →