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Force, Harmony, Dissonance, Beauty

It comes with the feeling you have when writing or working the camera, even when editing your work afterwards—whistling, sotto voce. It’s the sense of becoming momentarily weightless. Lightheaded. It’s as Emily Dickinson described, “If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.” Artistic flow. Force. Harmony. Dissonance. Beauty. It’s the ‘doing’ that’s as important as the ‘done.’

Eyes. Hands. Camera. Keyboard. New expressions! In flagrante delicto! We sever as well as expand what it is we seek in the ephemera of experience and both are shared here.

Choose a gallery from the rotating slideshow to begin viewing my work. Links to these galleries, as well as more information about my work, are also on the top of every page.

I also share here on the site several collections of my work that were exhibited in local and regional galleries. Links to these are on my exhibits page.

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Exphrasis

Below, my ekphrastic writing seeks to give my photographic work a second life. To describe it. Extend it. Deepen it. These are the images that stirred in me a need to amplify feelings and ideas, to explore their connections to society and culture, and their relevance to me. In some cases, the writing came first, or the images resonated with a particular passage in what I was reading.

Perhaps, as Antoine Roquentin muses in Nausea, by Jean-Paul Sartre, ”My words are dreams, that is all.” Why should this be at all disconcerting? Dreams form in an unfettered liminal space. A place of freedom!

Lines Cast into the Shadows

Lines Cast into the Shadows

Lines Cast into the Shadows

What is seen, viewed, taken, whether in the city or in the wild, are gifts, surfaces that enfold into something much deeper…

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Photographic Ripples

Photographic Ripples

Photographic Ripples

A doorway in glass is an easily missed threshold that both reveals and reflects the divide of what is in and what is out.

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An Illuminated Wreath

An Illuminated Wreath

An Illuminated Wreath

Here painted in the neural engine of a phone, in the nervous rhythms of a moment shuttering both history and purpose, are the emergent threads and soundings of light…

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