Father's Nightstand
Though the sound of my alarm clock indicates time moving forward, little changes on a father’s nightstand.
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Analog and Moms /
Ripen Fast
The black and white image above was taken with the first Polaroid camera I ever owned, a classic folding leather covered SX-70 Sonar. I found the camera last summer at a rural roadside yard sale while on my way to visit Mom for her birthday. Our celebration for Mom's big day included homemade ice cream and live music at a small hometown waterside street festival. It was a fantastic way to celebrate her day.
Ripen Fast
The color image was taken on the same day as the SX-70 photo. It was taken using my 1963 100 series Polaroid Land Camera soon after I finished repairing the shutter release mechanism. Bringing this camera back to life was thrilling.
Analog, Moms, and homemade ice cream are just beyond fab.
The Numbing /
The event photographer
I rarely find myself in front of the camera. My place is to always stand behind it.
For this photograph, I maintained my normal position while waiting for guests to arrive to the holiday party I was assigned to document. Seeing this particular setting provided a welcoming invitation with its placement, framing, and available light. It was far too perfect not to use.
Despite the joys of the holiday season, a brightly decorated Christmas tree, a punch bowl of warm apple cider, brightly colored sugar cookies in the shapes of trees and candy canes, and all of the usual party festivities, my mood at the moment when I tripped the shutter for this image was hauntingly numb.
This reflective self-portrait was captured just minutes after hearing the tragic news of the Sandy Hook Elementary School shootings in Newtown, Connecticut. I was heartbroken. I still am.