on the road

I will be on the road for the next few months...taking pictures and writing about my adventures. This and my P365 blog will be on hiatus in the meantime. I'd love for you to join me where I will be blogging here and where I will be offering prints from the road for sale here.

Happy Fall...my favorite time of year.

people, places, things

I have a new love for people inside of their places with their things. Making paper with a friend recently, outside on a hot and sunny day - we got caught in a very wet thunderstorm and had to drag all of our 'equipment' into her garage to carry on. Surrounded by her and her husband's stuff I was no longer able to concentrate on the paper because I wanted to know why they had all of these things - which to an untrained eye may be labeled as junk - but were really the story of their lives together. Inspired by the history behind her treasures I began taking pictures in other people's places - when they allowed...thinking one day it could make a fun book. Here are a few...the seeds to something new growing inside me.

...going through some of my first photos with my digital camera...and liking them more than i remember...i think sometimes i am too hard on myself...this is not bad for a first effort...

bridge

There is something about this image that I like so much...the barrenness...the possibility of what is on the other side...the hazy light. There is also something missing that I can't put my finger on. I tried converting it to black and white and while I liked the gritty feel that format allowed it also took away from the very slight ethereal quality that I experience when looking at the image as is.

Ugh! Nothing is working today. I keep going round in circles...10 hours later almost nothing accomplished. It's been a while since I processed a photo so I took this image - a shot taken while in a boat on the CT River...the underside of a bridge - and messed about with it in order to get something inside of me to shift as much as the image did. It always helps to take a break and seek a different perspective.

Tonight I realized that despite my protests to the contrary, I will miss him when he's gone.

dreaming

On my last day at the ocean I drove to Misquamicut Beach, RI. It still feels like home to me, and the "beachiest" of the towns I've explored. I stood near the water and daydreamed that this was my house....the sound of the water breaking against the rocks one that would lull me to sleep at night and excite and invigorate me when I was awake. There would be a beautiful guest room filled with fresh flowers for anyone who came to visit. We'd eat breakfast outside at dawn and marvel at the sunset in the evenings... Then a seagull flew by overhead and pooped on my foot, waking me from the fantasy and nudging me back into the reality of life...

rainy beach day

I feel like a mail carrier in regards to the beach... Rain, snow, sleet, sun...I don't care what the day brings...I'll take the beach any day and weather any storm just to smell the ocean and dig my toes in the sand.

Cat Circus

Boris treated me to a show while SMC and I sat in her yard and had a beer.

He was very daring.

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