Archive for December, 2014


Sincere Happy New Year…

to all of you and wishing you peace in your life and those you love. This holiday season, I have been filled with a great sense of thankfulness. It was kindled during our family’s Thanksgiving Day tradition..a tradition that one can muddle through or take to heart…where we stand in a large circle and hold the hand of the persons standing beside you, forming a large circle. My brother-in-law Steve sets the tone with a loving prayer and then the several dozen family members individually say what they are thankful for. The answers have come forth from the silly, to the thoughtful over the years. As the years have passed and the family has grown older and passings have taken place the responses have become more thoughtful, more real. 

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Taking stock of the situation

Do your own little individual thankful session, but go beyond the quick hit, the formality of it, the easy response. What are you really thankful for? Share it if courage and comfort allow with those you love soon, for time passes and loved ones pass all too quickly with unspoken loves, apologies, forgiveness and thanks. Maybe coming out of this holiday season and into a new year is a good time to take someone’s hand or put your arm around their shoulder on just touch their forearm and tell them what you feel. Let the tears well up, feel awkward. It’s alright. Much better than the unspoken, the unsettled. 

At any rate, just had that little sentimental force working its way through my mind of late. Again, a very Happy New Year to all of you and sincerest best wishes.

Happy NY 2015


Hanging On…..

‘Behind every successful rancher is a wife who works in town’ (Cynical One)

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Spider Rock @ Tahquitz Canyon

Probably because my mind is saturated with this past weekends Dr. Who marathon, but the design almost looks extraterrestrial…

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What if you are the hub………

Give…Lead…Lift…Serve…Support…Endure. It’s you, your destiny.

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Farm Girl Sitting on a crate…

My Aunt Tillie, at 4’11” sitting on a wooden crate and pillow to gain altitude. She couldn’t reach the pedals. Athens, Wisconsin, 1932. Much to the concern of neighbors and family, she drove into her late 80’s and always had to balance reaching the pedals and seeing over the dash. 

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Human Grit by Dorothea Lange

I photograph to capture ‘beauty’, to grab moments that suggest or are spiritual. Images that lift the soul, ease the mind, put me at peace if even for a bit. I go to great lengths to keep people and signs/objects of people out of my images. Rarely, do I snap images of urban, rural settings with people in them. So, yesterday while perusing Shorpy, I came upon an image by Dorothea Lange that grabbed me….


I delved further into her body of work, recognizing some and coming away with a most powerful sense of awe. Dorothea (Dorothy Lange) is probably known to most of you that are avid photographers and have a greater sense of history than I. So powerful, to me, are the images that I envisioned my Father, who was one of 11 kids and was basically put out to find work in the hills of McDowell County West Virginia at 12 years of age in the 1930’s…Shorpy has always resonated with me for this reason, and now the works of Dorothea Lange do also. Dorothea Lange’s life, beyond the powerfully creative side, was one of sacrifice, compromise, angst and self doubts. Sounds like a woman’s tale to me.


“I saw and approached the hungry and desperate mother, as if drawn by a magnet. I do not remember how I explained my presence or my camera to her, but I do remember she asked me no questions. I made five exposures, working closer and closer from the same direction. I did not ask her name or her history. She told me her age, that she was thirty-two. She said that they had been living on frozen vegetables from the surrounding fields, and birds that the children killed. She had just sold the tires from her car to buy food. There she sat in that lean-to tent with her children huddled around her, and seemed to know that my pictures might help her, and so she helped me. There was a sort of equality about it.” Dorothy Lange, 1960






“We must live in the radiance of tomorrow, as our ancestors have suggested in their tales. For what is yet to come tomorrow has possibilities, and we must think of it, the simplest glimpse of that possibility of goodness. That will be our strength. That has always been our strength.”  Ismael Beah, Radiance of Tomorrow

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