A Photographic Sage

   My genealogical research has been wonderfully illuminating.  The best part of it has been the real feeling of connection I have with n...

   For the last two years I have chosen a word to engage with for the entire year.  In 2013 it was Pathways and in 2014 it was Threshold...

  This New Years Eve, rather than resolving to do something, I will try to not do many things. This is my "unresolution" list f...

   As the year winds down, it is only natural to think about where you have journeyed and where the future may lead.  This is the first y...

   Now, I ask you...how did I get from this black and white photograph of heather on South Uist, done in 2005, to the abstract expres...

   Yesterday's post got me thinking about the real role of the artist/photographer.  Yes, in many ways, we are documenting the world ...

Rain on Water II    I can't speak for everyone of course but before I began my Poetry of Place project at Little Clemons Pond, I w...

   Life is a confluence of experience.  One thing flows into and plays off of another.  When we are able to see the connections it can be...

  Sometimes I think my life is one big synchronistic dance!  I have been thinking a great deal about my little meditation garden and desi...

   The lake was enveloped in a rolling fog bank.  It soften the landscape and imbued the water with lovely tints of blue and mauve.  I lo...

   An artist's duty is rather to stay open-minded and in a state where he can receive information and inspiration. You always have ...

   My summer sabbatical ends soon! August 1st will be my next post.  It will be the first day of Autumn (according to the ancient Celtic...

   Awhile back I advised that we should keep our eyes open for the little contemplative gems all around us.  No need to venture far afiel...

   A little nuthatch inspired me to think about shadows.  His little shadow gave me information about his overall shape and size, the len...

   Somethings are so fleeting...like magnolia blossoms.  For just a few days they are at their peak and then they let loose.  They kind o...

   Ralph Waldo Emerson called William Ellery Channing the "bishop" of transcendentalism.  This writing by Channing has always ...

    Photography is a way of feeling, of touching, of loving. What you have caught on film is captured forever. It remembers little thi...

...amen to that!    Now I can't speak for all contemplative photographers but for me, Nature is divine presence.  I would no sooner...

   Today is the first anniversary of the tragic bombings during the Boston Marathon.  It is a day of solemn reflection.  I was at the A...

   This is the same pond from yesterday's post.  I so enjoyed watching these two mallards rushing across the ice to get to the open...