Tag Archives: photo journal
Darkness is just a Setting on my Camera – How Guitars and Bananas Showed me the Light
My living room has a number of musical instruments in it. Music is really cool art. In some ways more than other arts where you can have your implements and tools out and around a room. The display of tools will look less of a mess then let’s say a paint set, a bunch of [...]
Fun in Dharma’s Kitchen – A Night of Color
I learned something about myself recently… I think I really enjoy taking pictures of food… I wish you could see some of these blown up. These were really meant to see in full size. I know they are kind of dark. The darkness comes from my preference for natural light. Flash kind of turns me [...]
Improvised Instrument Love – Summer Festival Style
It you have read this blog long enough you will have figured out that I have a musical instrument fetish. These days I spend more time trying to make noise that sounds like music then I actually spend listening to music. This may or may not be a good thing, but it has been so [...]
More Tales from the Dust
I took so many pictures this weekend, but I am making a balance between sharing with friends and slowing down their browsers to a crawl. As you may know, if you have been surfing the Internet a bit, adding many pictures to one web page may slow things down a bit. So I do a [...]
Driving Out from the Dust: More Pictures from South West Oregon
Have you ever lived through something, asked a question, only to live long enough to have someone witness the same things and ask the same questions? I guess I have lived long enough for at least one of these questions. I’ll only admit to living long enough for one, well I’ll try to admit only [...]
Recursive Inspiration – Using the Unplanned to Urge Creativity
This blog has been a lot of fun. I don’t think I had aspirations of writing the stories that my friends were motivating me to write in blog form, although, I did have expectations to write creatively more frequently; if possible, everyday. Maybe it was shortsighted of me to think that I would only be [...]
Comin Home without a Camera
Friday morning I grabbed my convertible traveling backpack, the kind that allows you to stow the straps so you can carry it like a normal bag, opened the zipper, and started piling in the black clothes. It has been a long time since I had to move so quickly to pack, well that’s not true, [...]
