sleepy chicks
“Oh Chicken, my Chicken”
my favorite time of the week is communing with chickens.
Pentax 67
medium format film!
ginger!
ginger photobombed me
rae of sunshine
baby rae and mom, at the cheyenne mountain zoo
aspen detritus
aspen leaves spent on the forest floor at the North Rim, GCNP
color so bountiful in autumn, quaking aspens leaves shimmering gold and orange against the blue skies. a gust of wind drops them to the forest floor, dew spectacled and crisp, still.
memories of a trip sublime.
almost rainy and missing you
I felt homesick for me.
My memories radiate out as though I'm in the center of a great labyrinth… standing there with enough hope for tomorrow but with certain regrets for past misgivings. It seems impenetrable, but I arrived here somehow.
The words at some point stopped coming for me.
Without words, I turned to photography, to speak a language universal.please try again later
In the dark, incongruity
wandering at night, no car to use at the drive-through bank, we walk up to the neon shrouded machinery and try our best.
celebrating mama
sweet mama at Turpentine Creek
One of the tigers rescued from a failed fake sanctuary, now rehomed in a real sanctuary in Arkansas. She went out of her way to come greet me at the fence.
abby at red rock canyon open space, cross-processed
ode to abby
abby, my companion of 11 years, departed for rainbow bridge in october of 2015.
she was an ever faithful companion, always with me whenever i went off to create photographs. all of my work now is dedicated to her.