Soft Grass
When you take the time to really look at something, even a single blade of grass, it becomes something mysterious and awesome.
When you take the time to really look at something, even a single blade of grass, it becomes something mysterious and awesome.
It is a bit unsettling, when in the back corner of an old, hot, dark , and dusty attic, you find
Today, I’m just going for a bit of texture. Ok, a lot of texture. This shot of brick and peeling
One of the challenges of shooting Spring flowers is trying to create something unique so that the blossom stands out from the millions
A line of tiny raindrops sit atop a green leaf against a backdrop of vibrant, verdant green after an early May
Twelve squares in three rows of four across – close up detail of a worn and rusty metal drain cover
“Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never
A close up of my 1985 Ibanez Roadstar II electric guitar. An instrument, I hate to say, not played much
I wanted to find an interesting shot of my son’s Hohner Ukulele and thought the fretboard would be cool. So
Self-portrait – framed by my hands. This is not a dance move – I am not “vogue-ing”.
“We penetrated deeper and deeper into the heart of darkness” ― Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness Looking at this image,
Today, while staring at a blank sheet of paper on my desk, trying to write out a to-do list and