Architectural Photography for the Rank Amateur

At its best, architectural photography is more important that the building itself in conveying the owner and architect’s visions.

2020 . . . in Space

It is January 10, 2021, and looking back to 2020, it has been a pretty uneventful year. No trips to Alaska, no trips to New Zealand. No trips anywhere, actually. Looking back, about… Continue reading →

Photopandemia Part 3, They Tried to Drill into My Brain!

I’ll never forget the day they tried, and failed, to drill into my brain. The evening of June 7, 2020, I was feeling crappy and suspected Covid-19. Earlier that day I heard on… Continue reading →

Photopandemia Part 2 – A Glimmer of Spring

Photopandemia is my word for documenting these crazy times photographically. Health officials now advise us to keep 6 feet from other humans and to wear a face mask or scarf in public. So… Continue reading →

PhotoPandemia Part 1, Those Were the Days

PhotoPandemia is my word for documenting our new reality photographically. As the Corona virus pandemic advances, our world has gone from normal to lock-down with blinding speed. The world was a different place… Continue reading →

Fungus Amongus

Mushrooms have exploded in Dyea and Haines, Alaska, nearly endless shapes and colors. Some the size of a salad plate, some tiny. All fascinating. Paul and Rachel are both mushroom people and taught… Continue reading →

Aurora, Glow for Me Once More

Aurora, such a beautiful name conjuring fleeting beauty, illusive mystery, ephemera, and Sleeping Beauty. Briar Rose, in Disney’s version of Sleeping Beauty, grew to adulthood not knowing her real name. She was, in… Continue reading →

Close Encounters of a Bearish Kind, Part 2: Speedy Goes out for Sushi

Just outside the City of Haines, Alaska, runs the short, but wildlife rich, Chilkoot river. It connects Chilkoot Lake to the ocean. The river is only a mile long and is about as… Continue reading →

Close Encounters of the Bearish Kind, Part 1: Boar on the Beach

Why don’t bears like me? They smell me coming and run for cover. Perhaps it’s my Irish Spring soap. My co-workers see bears. My guests show me amazing photos that they have taken… Continue reading →

Madame President 2044

I just met Madame President (of the United States, of course) on a Kayak on Chilkoot Lake. Well actually, the future Madame President. I will call her Liz. Liz is 8 years-old. She… Continue reading →