photography

In March 2016, travel to Cuba for U.S. citizens had eased after decades of restrictions. I was fortunate to go on a photography trip arranged by the School of Visual Arts with other photographers – professionals, professors, students, and amateurs. The mix of people was perfect to explore this previously hard-to-see place. As I had been hoping, the colors of Cuba further opened my artistic eyes to using color in my photography.

Gulliver is so handsome, posing on the piling. He spies Gullveig and gets her attention, chatting her up with a few caws. Gullveig is not so gullible, though, and plays coy. He persists.

Having a nature bath in a wide empty space refreshes the soul. With all the empty space around you, there’s first a sense of aloneness or nothingness. Drop your modern conveniences and your

Arrays of electric and gas fixtures often provide unique geometric shapes and visual rhythms. In the back alleys and side streets of commercial areas, you will find these creations adorning the walls of the buildings

The stiff offshore breeze from the Gulf of Mexico makes kite flying a popular pastime along the coast of Texas. The colors first caught my eye, and then the flow of the long tails captured my interest. The continuous rising and falling, twisting and turning made for fun compositions

The billboards along Interstate 45 approaching Galveston were intriguing. My imagination was working up some very colorful expectations. Those expectations were not met, of course, as Pleasure Pier is a family amusement pier jutting into the Gulf of Mexico

When the winter winds come to Texas, the tops of the Live Oak trees whip violently while their decades-old, often centuries-old, trunks remain motionless. Unlike oak trees native to other parts of North America, Live Oaks are evergreen and have twisted, craggy limbs shooting off in all directions. They are sculptural in an abstract sense.

Until the early 1970s, Janet worked most of her adult life at a corner store in a rural Pennsylvania town. As each new toy reached the store, Janet purchased it for her growing collection. “They might be worth something someday”, she would say.