If you've been following this blog for a while, you probably noted my love of abandoned things and the woods. Well lately I've been able to combine them in a really excellent way - mill ruins! I went walking in some nature trails in Hampstead the other day and found three old mill sites in... Continue Reading →
The nice thing about shooting my local area is that I can have do-overs. My friend and fellow photographer Jeff and I have had conversations about this and although I stress over choking on vacation shoots, I don't worry so much about local stuff. I'm not going to steal Jeff's thunder with this post since... Continue Reading →
Today had it! I love this light. Clouds obscuring the sun, but not completely. Just enough coming through to bring up texture and slight shadows. I love this brook. I go to shoot the falls, but so far no success. The brook however, I manage to get. Shot with the E-30, ZD 12-60mm and... Continue Reading →
The other day someone asked what made a good black and white photograph. He went on to say that he only uses black and white processing when he’s trying to achieve an old photo look, but noticed when someone converted one of his color images to black and white it looked better because the distracting... Continue Reading →
Lately I've been twisting in the wind over my photography. All aspects of it. Why do I do it? What good does it do? Is it good? Is it mediocre? Is it bad? Do I have a style? Am I a cliche? Should I try to market my images? Who would buy them anyway? Everyone... Continue Reading →
This is a new thing for me, choosing my best photos of the year. I’ve done it with books I’ve read and albums I’ve bought, but not things I made myself. It can be hard to subjectively judge your own work, but I think it's a worthy exercise for anyone who wants to get better... Continue Reading →
When the industrial revolution came to New England it came in the form of mills. Water-powered turbines sprang up on every river big enough to drive one and even on what now appear to be placid little brooks. I've always loved the architecture of large mill buildings. Having basically grown up in New England's largest... Continue Reading →
Even though I'm still mourning my boy, I have been out shooting. Partly it takes my mind off him (which I stupidly feel guilt over), but mostly I'm glad I can. The health crisis I came though only had one stage of cure/recovery, but could have had two, the second of which would have totally... Continue Reading →
The strenuous, but beautiful hike to Mts. Jackson and Webster in the White Mountain National Forest in New Hampshire.
World War 2 B-18 bomber crash site and the best waterfall ever.
Falling water and ferny goodness.
Even though I haven't been posting, I have been shooting. Went to a new location yesterday at dawn and I think I might go back soon as I have other things I want to try. Yeah, it's another river in winter, but the rough beauty of places like this just gets to me. The noise... Continue Reading →
Finding the balance between assurance and arrogance.
