These tend to be my more ‘artistic’ offerings from all the photographs I have taken. Don’t ask me what it takes to get a photo onto this list. It might be a really good picture, or it might represent my photography.
Jim
Jim — Jim needed a new portrait to accompany his latest gallery exhibits. I would have preferred to take his picture in the workshop, but time was of the essence, and Jim and Carol were in Springfield for the day. I used my secret weapon—Ginger—to distract and relax his pose while I took a set of photographs in our backyard. 2
Jim
Jim — Jim needed a new portrait to accompany his latest gallery exhibits. I used my secret weapon—Ginger—to distract and relax his pose while I took a set of photographs in our backyard. 2
Well plaid
Well plaid — When we arrived at the hotel on Sunday, I knew I wanted to get this picture. Monday, I grabbed it. I had to lie down in the road to get the picture, but it was worth it. Graduate Hotel, Fayetteville, Arkansas, April 2026. 2
The Kauffman Center from the 32nd floor terrace, Kansas City Power and Light Building
The Kauffman Center from the 32nd floor terrace, Kansas City Power and Light Building — We were at the Kauffman Center last night for Chris Thile with the Kansas City Symphony.
The endless play of light
The endless play of light — I stayed here for several minutes watching the ever-changing light move across Chalk Creek Canyon. 2
When did I grow old?
When did I grow old? It feels like I blinked, and suddenly I’ve aged — I was writing in my journal when I noticed how old my hands looked. I don’t feel older, but I now have my grandparents’ hands: the loose flesh, thin skin, age spots, and prominent veins.
Fan
Fan — It’s the usual story; I liked the play of the light. 🙂
Ginger’s Studio Worktable
Ginger’s Studio Worktable. A hurried shot that I should have taken more time over.
Reeds
Reeds — Assateague State Park, Maryland.
Stripes — View from our hotel room
Stripes. View from our hotel room.
Pool on Whites Creek, Irish Wilderness
Pool on Whites Creek, Irish Wilderness — Oh the joys of the Golden Hour (and being in the right place).
Keeping warm in my hammock
Keeping warm in my hammock — The low was 23°F (-5°C), well within the 10°F rating of my quilts. I was nice and cozy. A forecast of 20°F is my lower limit, I do this for funsies, not to prove anything.
Cottage Still Life
Cottage Still Life – This photo started life as a joke picture for the girls, and then it took on a life of its own requiring a second ‘shoot’ just to put right a few of the details.
March Hibiscus
March Hibiscus – we moved our hibiscus plants inside for the winter and they have rewarded us by flowering every now and then.
Impelling
Impelling – The view inside the new washer is bright, shiny, and rather sci-fi looking.
Plectranthus ‘Mona Lavender’
The soft light on a dull rainy day on these flowers Ginger picked and placed on the kitchen table caught my eye, and prompted a discovery. 2
Through the veil
Through the veil – It’s taken me a while to see the potential in this picture. I like this alternate treatment of the image.
Enjoying the view
Enjoying the view – between interludes of journaling and swimming. I even completed some camp chores.
Ginger, immersed in her phone
Breakfast at Denny’s – Ginger, immersed in her phone.
Clouds
Clouds – I was hoping for a nice, as in flaming oranges and yellows, sunset. It didn’t happen, but this cloud formation and an otter made up for it.
Lower Pilot – From the Coy Bald Trail, Hercules Glades Wilderness
Lower Pilot – from the Coy Bald Trail, Hercules Glades Wilderness. I started my day camped about three-quarters of a mile to the west (left) of the Lower Pilot. Taken with my 14-year-old Fuji Finepix digital camera. 1
Morning Tea
Morning Tea. Berryman Trail – Day Two, December 2020.
Little Paddy Creek on the short cut between the South & North Loops
Little Paddy Creek on the short cut between the South & North Loops. Incorrect maps, and assisting some misplaced riders. 4 4
Table Rock Lake at Piney Creek Wilderness
Table Rock Lake at Piney Creek Wilderness – this is my little spot of Ozarks’ heaven. Piney Creek – Day One.