Month: January 2024

We’ll be seein ya up the road a ways. Be well and take care.

The long and winding road that leads to your door will never disappear I’ve seen that road before it always leads me here lead me to your door. Still they lead me back to the long and winding road.

The world outside my door is largely a mystery to me. I’ve explored a few states and a couple countries but most of it only exists in pictures to me. The pictures of the world that other photographers make provide inspiration to me to expand my world.

I took photography class in high school. Taught by Mr. Johnson. Tall flamboyant man with bushy hair and long beard. He also taught history of the American west and others. Photography was Johnson’s class. He built a darkroom with light-trap doors, kept it stocked with chemical for film and paper processing, somehow collected enough fixed…

It’s all in a dream. Like a floating laugh. A space where time stops and I laugh out loud. For no reason.

Keep trying. Ollie lives by those two words. He might miss out today. He’ll be back tomorrow. Three days. Five. It doesn’t matter. The wait. He does it. He keeps trying. Ollie.

Only one month into winter and I’m wanting to be done with it. We’ve got a trip scheduled to go south to the gulf but it’s a month away yet. It’s the little things they say. Winter here is cold. It is dark more often than light. It can be sad if the battery in…

The deep chill from the north that has been stationed here for the past two weeks is supposed to start to break today. Sky is clear this morning but the sun is not up yet. When it does get sunny, we may see the temperature climb to above 20 degrees F. if it does it…

Westwood branch bridge on January nineteenth twenty-twenty-four. It would be cool if there was a person walking on the bridge. One of the things that AI could be put to task for. AI would suck at it though. Much better to invite someone to walk the bridge while I make the picture. We’re at peak…

Westwood branch and Westwood branch bridge in mid-January 2024. More snow fell overnight. If the sky clears by late afternoon, we could maybe make more pictures of the westwoods.

Westwood Branch Bridge. The cloud cover broke by mid-day yesterday, so I was able to run out and make a couple of new images of the Westwood Branch. This is year four for the bridge. As often happens, I find myself staring at a picture and second-guessing what initially inspired the creation of it. It’s…

Some water some ice. Westwood branch flowing some water but slowed by ice cover because of freezing temperatures recently. It is currently three degrees F. outside but with wind chill it feels like minus twenty-three degrees. I made this picture yesterday. It was good to see the sun shining from above a blue sky. It…

Sixteen years and 110,000 miles ago we drove the C30 off the lot of Pedersen auto in Fort Collins. I needed to make pictures of it for an upcoming sale and the snow that fell the night before provided the clean backdrop that I wanted for the images. The snow and light overcast sky produce…

Minus 6 degrees F. outside this morning with a wind chill measure that says it feels like minus 42. Those were more or less the conditions when I saw this fella riding the bike to school back then. Difference being that today is Sunday and tomorrow is a holiday, so folks won’t be outside in…

Family walking to the entrance of the Stanley Hotel in Estes Park. We used to go there to have breakfast. I like the symmetry of this image. I wish the lighting was better. The sun is low and hitting the other side of the building, casting long shadows to the left. Mountains and buildings get…

Sunflowers as a farm crop. Sunflowers were native to North America but not widely grown as crops by new world settlers until after they were exported around the world and farmers in Russia developed it into an oilseed farm crop. A field of sunflowers in bloom is a delight to everyone and every artist will…

A static display that I try to photograph in a way makes me think I was on the flight deck when these two returned from their mission. I worked with a friend, a young attorney, who then joined the Navy and now is a fighter pilot flying missions off an aircraft carrier. In a prior…

I like the creative process of using technical tools to capture some of the world around me in two dimensional images that remind me of what I originally saw in my mind.

Count the things that are wrong with this image. From composition to a not level horizon. There are plenty of things to not like about it. Forget that for a minute and let the surf do its magic on your mind. That is what this image is for.

Soon oh soon the timeAll we move to gain will reach and calmOur heart is openOur reason to be here The Gates of DeliriumSong by Yes

This is gone now, but yesterday looked so right. I thought mountain range. Today, maybe not. That is how this job is. Make something every day. Some days stronger than others. Still, I like to look at this.

All that glitters is not gold,but there’s a lady who’s sure all that glitters is gold and she’s buying a stairway to heaven

We’re driving northwest on US-52 on the north side of North Carolina when suddenly Mount Pilot comes into view smack dab in the middle of the road. I wake up my phone and take a blurry picture of the scene up ahead. It’s a throw away picture that I forget about until one day my…

These guys attach themselves to us. Born outside, under the deck stairs in the dirt similar to the orcs, they can control the lives of humans. We know this and still we allow them inside the house to take over and rule us. This is why my eyes itch, and my nose is stuffy. Stop…

I saw a film today, oh boy.

This walk through the trees is a fun addition to the St. Vrain Greenway Park in Longmont. The inspiration for it was birds flying among the trees. I didn’t get the feeling of flying, but I did enjoy walking along the elevated path through the woods. As we all know, Picturelongmont is a fan of…

This was dad’s 95th birthday. Mom had invited some of his friends over for some snack and drink. I drove out there like I used to do to spend a day helping celebrate his birthday. Mom died a year later, almost to the day of when I made this picture. Dad moved to Indianapolis last…