Happy New Year to You

Just prior to the years end , Jackie and I visited family in South Carolina. None of us are from there and yet we were. Let me explain. For most of our lives we collectively knew very little of our family heritage and roots, so we went on an adventure.

I discovered that possibly we might have come from some small towns about 90 miles west of Charleston, SC. We met, we drove and in the midst of the woods outside of town we discovered our relatives.

To stand in front of great grandparents and great aunt and uncles was a moving and exciting experience. I believe I said it was like being in a sacred place.


Disney in my frame…

You can’t do that here”…

I must say that i have been removed from the best places in LA. I have been asked, escorted, assisted and advised that what I was doing was illegal and then ushered out.

Fortunate for me, I was able to take these before i was given my walking papers.

To the embarrassment of my fellow traveler and photographer, my brother n law , has long since learned to leave before the security greets me.

Ah, Such is the life and serendipity of following a passion and embracing all that comes with it.


Mt. Whitney in my frame.

For some time I have been traveling and photographing both locally and cross-country. What I haven’t done is print a selection of what I have on film.

For some months I have been practicing in the darkroom to rediscover the process. For now , this is my preferred process as opposed to digitizing and machine print.

I have chosen to start small and work my way up. 4×6 postalettes, better know as real photography post cards.

The photo I’d like to share is an 8×8 size.

Back to the Future

Received a new (old) camera in March, just prior to attending my first large format workshop in Monterey,ca.

It’s been fun and a challenge to sort out how this works, but for those of you who know, the rewards will outmatch the pain.

Result:  This post has been quite while I hone some new skills. Here’s to new efforts and adventures.

Jahari window 

Some time ago I taught a lesson on the Johari Window.  Some of you may be familiar with it, if not, its a quick way to look at ourselves.  A window is broken down into four panes, in referring to ourselves, four ways of being conscience of ourselves. Like this:

Pane 1: there are things that I do not know and you do not know about myself.

Pane 2: there are things that I know about me that you do not know

Pane 3: there are things that you know about me that I do not know and

Pane 4: there are things that I and you know about me.

This is a very long winded way of saying that there is something that I have known that you probably did not.

I have been interested in the next level of photography for some time and out of the generosity and Christmas cheer of my wife, that will soon be made possible.



To Be or not to BE

open water to Iona

open water to Iona

The monastary of Iona Birthcenter of Christianity in Scotland

The monastery of Iona
Birthcenter of Christianity in Scotland

In route to Mann

In route to Mann

or at least that was the question of the hour. Scotland has chosen to remain a part of the larger United Kingdom which is something of a surprise. Several years ago, Jackie and I had the opportunity to visit Scotland and it was while en route to the Isle of Mann which led to the ferry to the Isle of Iona that we passed this castle. Iona is the birthplace of Christianity in Scotland.

Jackie and I felt a strange kinship with Scotland, a familiarity with which we weren’t familiar. Sounds strange as I say it, more like if We had been placed there by other circumstances in life we should have felt quite at home. We look forward to another time and another visit someday.

All photographs are available upon request.