Seize the Moment

My rather crazed existence does not give me the time to do nearly as much of the thing that makes my soul sing as I need and desire. I must carve out and take moments here and there. Yesterday I spent most of the day at a 5-hour meeting about 2 hours from home. It was an important meeting. Good work was done. But, of course, I would always rather be out with my camera! So I take it along. Coming home the weather had turned chill, rainy and gloomy, so actually stopping for 20 minutes of late afternoon light…

#50@$50

For the third year in a row, I will have three artworks hanging in North Central Louisiana Arts Council’s #50@$50 exhibit. This year, the exhibit will be at Ruston Artisans, 203 W. Alabama St., Ruston. This is a one night show! The artworks will be displayed Tuesday, February 6, 5:30 – 7:30 p.m. The title of the show is descriptive: 50 small artworks will be for sale at $50 each. If you want a piece, you pay for it on the spot, and when you’re ready to leave, take it off the wall and take it home with you. Last…

December: Eye on the Sparrow

Ironic. The thing that requires patiently standing still scanning the trees and shrubs for the slightest movement must be done in winter when many trees are bare of leaves, no matter the damp and cold and chill wind. In 2018, I participated for the very first time in the Christmas Bird Count, a national event started in 1900 by the National Audubon Society. It is one of the longest running citizen science events in the world. I’m hooked. This photograph is part of how I got hooked. It might be the most perfect photo I have ever made. No matter…

November: Serpentine

Since I usually stay in a hotel in The Loop when I visit Chicago, my typical approach to Millenium Park is from the west. I walk east on Madison or another of the streets perpendicular to the lake and wait patiently for a pedestrian light to give me permission to cross Michigan Avenue–a somewhat perilous experience most days. If I want to get all the way to Maggie Daley Park, usually worth the effort, I make my way to the BP Pedestrian Bridge over Columbus Dr., after an obligatory pause at Cloud Gate for the quintessential Chicago selfie in the…

October: Forced Perspective

Every photograph ever taken is “forced perspective.” To the extent that you look at a photograph, whether willingly or under duress, you are looking at some part of the world from a perspective “forced” on you by the photographer. Does that seem obvious to you? Perhaps. But I have encountered many, many people in this world who are at least somewhat mislead by the literalism of photography. This particular image was submitted to an online photo scavenger hunt for the term “forced perspective, and it was awarded an Honorable Mention by one of the judges. For this category, many of…

September: Home to Iowa

Iowa! Iowa! Best state in the land, joy on every hand. We’re from Iowa! Iowa! That’s where the tall corn grows. I was born and raised in southeast Iowa, and in September 2018 I went home to celebrate my, ummmmm, 55th high school class reunion. Wow. How can that be? In fact, I do not remember high school fondly, but that story is of little interest to me now. More important is that I and my classmates have matured well. I enjoy our gathering now more than I ever did in high school! I do miss the Iowa landscape: the…

August: Orchid Days

So… what’s wonderful enough to pry you away from air conditioning and get you hiking in the sauna conditions of mid-August in Louisiana? Me? Orchids! Wild orchids. Like these Yellow Fringed Orchids (Platanthera ciliaris), and their cousins, Yellow Fringeless Orchids (Platanthera integra). The latter species are actually yellow, as opposed to orange, and they lack the long eyelashes you see above. But they are lovely if less showy than the fringed ones. We also have Cranefly Orchids (Tipularia discolor) in Louisiana. They are even less showy but so elegant, with tiny flowers in brownish-greenish tones. These are the hardest to…