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Six days in Maine
- These photographs were taken in April, 2007 while I was in Maine for six days. They cover a fairly diverse range of subject matter, but I feel they all capture something special about each of their subjects.
mantrip
- In June, 2002 I took a cross-coutry road trip with my best friend Scott and his brother, Tim. We drove from Portland, Maine to Santa Rosa, California and back in 11 days, with two days spent at the Grand Canyon. These are some of my favorite images from that trip. All of these photos were taken with a Creative Labs webcam. I will post more in the near future.
iPhone photos
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Tuesday, May 05, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
solitude
I went to the ocean today, to quite my racing mind. I walked out, onto the rocks and made my way toward the incoming tide. As great green waves broke white, over the gray of slate, the winds carried a steady face. intermittently the toll of the lighthouse horn would burst through the din of the wind.
Sitting alone, in a recessed area of rock, I found a lonely flower, shaking, cold. I stayed with it until the wind made it restless and it rolled away, leaving me to find my way further along the rocks. I stepped carefully as I walked, for the stone is unforgiving.
When I reached the end, I settled my body against a large outcrop and relaxed. Closing my eyes, the wind swept over me and cooled my tired soul. The beating and wash of water creating a steady percussion against the rocks. Occasional cries of far off gulls, carried on the breeze, rang like echoes.
I breathed that moment in, deep, within me. The air, the light, the sound, the life of the ocean, filled my chest and fed my heart. I lingered there, against the outcrop, that I might savor a moment of solitude.