I have a crow habit. I know them: Crow, Crowie, and Croatia. There are more but I can’t remember their names. Some have asked me to paint them as they see themselves. It’s hard to describe but they don’t see themselves like we see them. They can be oversized black squares of energy that talk… Continue reading Crow habit
Category: photography
Comfort within
A man made bird sounds on an early morning bird walk. He tweeted, squeaked, squawked, whistled, buzzed and whooshed with his mouth making him my favorite bird that morning. A couple weeks ago, two people I’ve never met stood at my front fence and voiced observations: “I love your squash forest!”“I love your amaranth! It… Continue reading Comfort within
Developing images in the the darkroom with my dad
My dad taught me how to dodge and burn when developing black & white photographs. I was just now blending liquids, making something in the kitchen when I noticed my hands dodging and burning as if making pictures. I was fascinated watching him use his hands lightly,dancing, improvising. He let me do it by myself, my own hands,… Continue reading Developing images in the the darkroom with my dad