I must not call myself one who knows. I was a seeker and am still, but I seek no more in the stars or in books; I am beginning to listen to the promptings of those instincts which are coursing in my very blood. My story is not pleasant, it is not sweet and harmonious... Continue Reading →
Dear readers, I am proud and happy to offer you this blog free to all, without third-party advertisements or commercial sponsorships. I strive to offer high-quality content here, not for profit, but because what I do is important to me, and I take pride in my work. That said, photography and writing are still my... Continue Reading →
At the request of a reader, I'm posting this edited version of an older article. The most interesting aspect of these arts of Zen … is that they don’t exist for the sole purpose of creating a work of art, but they are rather a method for opening the creative process. They comprise means of... Continue Reading →
Style has no formula, but it has a secret key. It is the extension of your personality, the summation of this indefinable net of your feeling, knowledge, and experience. ~Ernst Haas Art, by its nature, is ambiguous. If we wanted to express something definitively, we could do so more readily and unambiguously in writing or... Continue Reading →
You never know what is enough, until you know what is more than enough. ~William Blake This rant (and it is exactly that) is as close to a gear-related post as you will find in my writings. I deliberately omitted brand and model names, because to me they are not important, and because I don't... Continue Reading →
Putting things off is the biggest waste of life: it snatches away each day as it comes, and denies us the present by promising the future. The greatest obstacle to living is expectancy, which hangs upon tomorrow and loses today. You are arranging what lies in Fortune's control, and abandoning what lies in yours. What... Continue Reading →
In my teaching, I wish to promote the concept of expressive photographs—photographs that are not just original or appealing in themselves, but that also communicate some subjective thoughts and feelings form the mind of the photographer.
Only discord can come of the attempt to share solitude. True solitude is found in the wild places, where one is without human obligation. One's inner voices become audible. One feels the attraction of one's most intimate sources. In consequence, one responds more clearly to other lives. The more coherent one becomes within oneself as... Continue Reading →