The recent collaboration, titled “Reflections,” among three friends—one a painter, another a cellist and myself—has been a wonderful success and an inspiration to try new ways of sharing my work.…
A bit of slowly moving water, a branch bare of leaves and I’m lost, mesmerized by the reflections.
I posted an image recently made on a small stream in Middlesex. This is a spot I’ve often visited and almost always find of interest. On that day there seemed…
I visited my old friend, a stream in Middlesex, last week—one I’ve been to hundreds of times. The water was very low and what was there was filled with fallen…
I love the way water can act as both a lens and a mirror simultaneously. With high, bright sun and clear water, the lens effect is more predominent. On the beach…
No matter the season I spend a fair bit of time on streams with my camera. I look for the texture of the water, especially the ripples, and…
On December 1, 2011 I began this blog with a post about walking in Hubbard Park on a cold crisp morning and seeing new ice forming. For most of the first year I…
Early morning light, a bit of a breeze and a few reeds in the foreground. Nothing more—but a little magic.
I don’t get tired of seeing ice. If you do, this post may not be for you! We have lots of the stuff and I love to watch how it…
Still Learning To See 