More Songs About Gear and Sand
Coyotes tiptoe in the snow after dark, at home with the ghosts in the national parks… What can I say? Spring is hard upon us and it’s time to hit the road again in earnest… Continue reading
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Back With An Artistic Vengence
Writer’s block sucks. Whatever the photographic equivalent of writer’s block is, sucks. I’ve been floating in the muddy, uninspired waters of various blocks for the past few months and have finally emerged with new work… Continue reading
The View From Ophelia
There is a willow grows aslant a brook, That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream; There with fantastic garlands did she come Of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples That liberal… Continue reading
Bodhairim and the Lurking Evil
The subconscious is a odd thing. Once I produced a group of what I thought were random images of Portland on assignment for an artists’ group that I belong to. When I put… Continue reading
Bodhairim
The Unnamed Unicorn Project finally has a name. Bodhairim, the Gaelic word for “I deafen” is where I landed when doing a little etymological digging for something that could encompass what I was… Continue reading
In Betweening
A crazy old man told me today, “I’m too blessed to be distressed”. Seriously cheesy? You bet. But I suppose I’m in the same place. Life is a messy thing. I am juggling unkempt bills,… Continue reading
Unnamed Unicorn Project
Now that I’ve cleared the decks of last year’s projects, I’m ready to get started on the next big thing. I don’t have a name for it yet, so for the moment, it’s… Continue reading
Gull
Gull is the last of four small abstract studies following Murderess, Hoar, and Bugbear and a wrap up to a few stray ideas before starting the next big thing (or an excellent method of procrastinating on starting… Continue reading
Bugbear
This is the third in a chain of four small abstract series, following Murderess and Hoar; something green after all the blood and ice. Bugbear Who doesn’t love the purple flower in… Continue reading
Hoar
This is the second of four small bodies of work, continuing on from Murderess. Of course, I know that after the murderess, should come the whore. You’ve got to love the English language. … Continue reading