Conversation Pieces

I’m thinking I might like to work on a project that focuses on how the vintage oil paintings I’ve collected inform and interact with my photography.

At this point, it’s just an idea, a seed that hasn’t taken root, but is worth nurturing.

I’d like to see where this might lead. I am noticing that many of the oil paintings have common themes: natural elements (trees and bodies of water), soft geometry with curves and movement (think winding paths and picket fences), open spaces with places for the eyes to rest, seasonal elements, and above all, a sense of quiet peacefulness. Rest.

Let Me Count The Ways

. . . I love you. And other corny professions of love.

Honestly, I prefer love that I can count on. Not flowery or showy or grand. Give me steadfast and reliable and I’m good to go. We realized recently that we have been using the same handheld calculators to do our daily budgeting (yes, we balance our account every day) for nearly 40 years. Our calculators are now considered vintage—and so are we.

Daily Work-Out

I love seeing the world through a 40mm pancake lens attached to my faithful Canon 5D Mark iii camera. With the slim, lightweight lens, the camera feels like an extension of my hand, a path for my vision, and a soft landing for my heart. These photographs are field notes, a simple dairy of days lived well. They are my favorite way to work-out.

Postcard From Home

Through the cold of winter, there are many short walks with snapshots along the way. Bits and pieces of an ordinary life. Things found, noticed, and recorded. Places that welcome and places that warn. Signs of winter with spring on the mind. Stitches and patterns. Color even on cold and mostly gray days. Moments and memories of kindness that I do not want to forget.