...so much to see and take in.
Tuesday, October 04, 2011
Wednesday, September 07, 2011
From the Flat Files...
Point Arena Barn, California 1987 5x7 in Silver Chloride Contact Print
Factory Wall , Hudson NY 2010 11x11 in Digital Pigment Print
Stuyvesant Church , NY 1996 11x14in Palladium contact print
Wintje Farm, Germantown NY 1994 8x10in Platinum contact print
Samascott's , New York 1997 8x10 in. Palladium contact print
At Home, Chatham, NY 2010
Mac , Chatham NY 2010
Paula's House , NY 1997 8x10 Platinum contact print
Ogunquit , Maine 1997 8x10 Palladium contact print
Tuesday, September 06, 2011
Hudson , New York
...I can't think of too many towns in America where one can get into a conversation about early whaling , primitive Aleutian art and great Fried Chicken all in one afternoon.
Warren St, Hudson NY 2011
Thursday, July 07, 2011
July
There's nothing like the light after a late afternoon summer storm.
Everything gleams and glows....a cleansing effect if you will. I found myself wandering a few miles from home in my car and came across some sweetness.
Everything gleams and glows....a cleansing effect if you will. I found myself wandering a few miles from home in my car and came across some sweetness.
Thursday, June 09, 2011
Rural Artifacts
Rural Artifacts
This is what I see everyday. Proof the idea of man and landscape can still happily co-exist.
These are images of the ever present imprints we leave as a culture -modern artifacts in the land , conditions and scenes of normality and acceptance that it can sometimes be hard to imagine what a field must have looked at one time before power lines and fences, as if they were always that way.
Pure landscape to me is boring. A mountain, a perfect cloud with perfect light, meh, buy a postcard.
There is a tangible, pedestrian splendor in the everyday scene.
This is what I see everyday. Proof the idea of man and landscape can still happily co-exist.
These are images of the ever present imprints we leave as a culture -modern artifacts in the land , conditions and scenes of normality and acceptance that it can sometimes be hard to imagine what a field must have looked at one time before power lines and fences, as if they were always that way.
Pure landscape to me is boring. A mountain, a perfect cloud with perfect light, meh, buy a postcard.
There is a tangible, pedestrian splendor in the everyday scene.
Wednesday, June 08, 2011
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
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