I am a native born Texan with an unquenchable love for the Southwest and Nature — and photography. I’ve been taking pictures since about age 17, but for years I concentrated on other forms of art – fiber art, calligraphy, a bit of drawing and painting, stained glass, weaving, and then some more. While still dabbling with other expressions, I’ve given up most of my other leanings, sold my loom, and gone full tilt into photography. It was one of those light bulb moments: What do I love to do? What do I want to do? And blissfully so, that “hard day at the office” has turned into a raft trip down the Colorado, or other quite wonderful pursuits for the next great shot.
Simply put, I love to take pictures. And to tell a story. Whether catching magical light on a cloud come to life, or capturing one moment in time of cascading years of entropy on some structure or form, each image is telling its story. I am also a writer, and every image has its own narrative, which I hope adds to the experience. The viewer is encouraged to make up his or her own story, or perhaps have a memory jogged of a special place and time. Sometimes a visit to my art booth is a favored trip back in time and place for those who recognize the locale, but I like to hear: What is THAT?
My subjects are mostly from the natural world, but I love to turn nature into the abstract, or focus on the shape, color and texture of inanimate objects, and most anything with rust. I am especially drawn to architecture, mostly of the falling down variety, sometimes reduced to that abstract interpretation of texture and form. My gift is a good eye, but I believe that a lot of the successful images are a result of being at the right place at the right time, leaning just far enough over the cliff, a little bit of magic, and some amount of luck. And just to be out there, where it’s all happening.
I still have my old dinosaur of an SLR, toted many miles over many years, but it’s been relegated to museum status. I’ve succumbed to the sirens of digital, and am now working exclusively in the digital format. It is true however, that most of the time I still have the Christmas morning experience of seeing the results only when downloaded into the computer. My eyes have gotten such that I never quite see what I got in the monitor of my camera beyond checking the histogram, so I almost still feel like I’m shooting film. And I kind of like it that way. Old dinosaurs die hard – at least the ones that don’t like to wear their glasses in the field.
It is my passion to seek out the magic places, and to capture their spirit in that moment, and tell the story through the lens of my camera. And it is my reward to touch someone with an image, enough for them to want to possess it, and continue to ponder and enjoy it in their own time and space.
I hope some of these images speak to you.