Stretching My Camera Legs.

This is a public journal of my images and thoughts. Things that I see when I go out and stretch my camera legs. Most of the time they are things that caught my eye as I carried on with everyday life. Other are from trips or projects I’ve done. IMG_1242B&W2-Quick Preset_1080x1440

Anyway, the images and thoughts are here for anyone that may be interested. Not here to sell you anything or promote any business. There are links to my images if you wish to purchase any. But for the most part, it’s a place for my eye and thoughts to spill out.

I find photography a great form of therapy. When ever I’m having a rough time or just need to zone out of the world, I pick up a camera and “stretch my camera legs”. It could be where I am at the moment, like at home or waiting for an appointment. Other times I head out for a walk, or drive to a new or favorite destination. The idea is go out and let my eye wonder. Exploring the light and things around me. I could have one of my cameras with me. But a lot of the times I only have my phone’s camera. Doesn’t matter, as long as I can capture the moment.

It’s like a visual drug. Takes me to another world or existence. It is an escape and I do it as often as I can. I’m addicted to images. If I’m not creating my own, then I love to see images created by other people. In today’s world it’s so much easier.

I’m an old school trained photographer. I learned by hauling around a 4X5″ Speed Graphic. It used sheet film, loaded in magazines. Each magazine held only two sheets. So if you wanted to do twenty shots, you had to retro-flash-camera-front-view-3753227carry ten magazines. Between the magazines and the size of the camera, you were carrying a lot of weight. You learned to make each shot count. It was until after my second year that I was allowed to use a 35mm camera. Great training.

Of coarse there weren’t any instant results with this camera. You had to process and print the film, or have someone do it for you. I loved processing and printing my images. Sometimes spending a whole day in the darkroom. Somehow it didn’t seem right if you didn’t do the whole image process myself. From shutter trip to finished image. There was something magical about it.

There is nothing like having a printed image in your hands or hanging on the wall. Like having a physical book in your hands, it’s feels better than looking at it on a screen.



Day of the Dead.

In Mexico, there is a special holiday to remember your dead loved ones. From an outsider, it can look pretty morbid. But it’s anything but that. The idea, if I have it right, is to keep their memory alive. If you keep the memory alive, their spirit will flourish.

Anyway here is a link to explain it better:

Here are a few images from my spin on the incredible makeup and costumes from that special day.


It amazes me how in the US, we are so quick to throw things away. Things like culture, memories and anything a little bit old.

I purchased a book on eBay. The title “Alfred Stieglitz’s Camera

Notes”. If you don’t know who Stieglitz’s is, he was the grandfather of practicing photography as an art form. He edited a magazine titled “Camera Notes”. It was a publication for the

New York Camera Club. This all started in 1900. Not old by world standards, but old by US standards. In are notes and photos from the publication.

Anyway, I bought this wonderful book. Inside the cover you can

see that it once belong the Arizona state University in Tempe. Also there is a label, “in memory of Mary B. Stoner, long time member of the ASU Faculty Wives Club”.

In Addison on the same page is a big stamp “DISCARDED FEB 1996”. Now let that set in for a few seconds and think about that.