Category: Photography

Unblemished

The Lily…simple, delicate epitome of innocence and purity.

Industrial Beauty

This photo was taken from behind the window of a moving bus, having just emerged on the Manhatten side of the Lincoln Tunnel.  The stark contrast between the darkness and claustrophobic feeling of the tunnel with the bright, shimmering, sheer window-wall, reaching to the sky… Continue Reading “Industrial Beauty”

Still Waters

Far deep beneath the clear, blue surface-gleam, I’ve only just begun to delve below the calm and glassy mirror of this stream, Perhaps I fear what vision quest may show. So often thought to be a sign of growth, Of wisdom, neath a superficial… Continue Reading “Still Waters”

Just around the bend…

Just around the bend, you’ve journeyed, out of sight, Just around the bend, I’ll follow, when it’s right, Just o’er the rising hill, your essence leaves a trace, Just o’er the rising hill, you’ve reached a sacred place. Down the road apiece (I’m only… Continue Reading “Just around the bend…”

Elusive Clarity

This photo is an example of unintended consequences.

Mirrored Contrast

Mountain water, sparkling stillness gleaming…

Whispering

Evocative as canvas recreation,
Sweep as only nature’s brush can etch…

The Edge of Dawn

The edge of dawn invades the salt sea air,
When I seek peace, this is my saving prayer.

The Naked City

“There are 8 million stories in the naked city; this has been one of them.”

Trash or Treasure?

A speck of bread crumb oft remains unseen, Another creature’s trash, a port in storm, As cold retreats, it leaves a blanket scene, That covers over seeds ‘neath ice platform.

Cropped Fields

Our theme for Photo101, Day Fifteen is “Landscape & Cropping”.  I’ve selected a lovely landscape photo from my archives to demonstrate my perspective on cropping. Photo 1 is my original, uncropped shot, modified only with a frame and my signature, as I do with all… Continue Reading “Cropped Fields”

Fortuity

This picture speaks to me of a grandfathers love, against the seemingly insignificant backdrop of our backyard, where many happy days have been spent over nearly five decades with our children and their children. But looming large, in foreground, is Grandpa and his caring loving ways.